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Currently out of work, fandom- and wedding-obsessed 23 year old woman. Expect to see lots of posts about wedding, job-hunting, moving across the country (MI to NY) and fandom!



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December 12th, 2008

I feel old

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Every other post on my flist is about people finishing their exams. I MISS HAVING EXAMS. All I have to look forward to now is working for more than a week without a day off (which is, granted, my own fault: I volunteered to take four hours of someone's shift on Sunday. But that's four hours where I'll be getting paid, rather than being tempted to spend money, and money is something we need pretty desperately right now).

Life is nothing but work and reading right now. Wedding invitations are on hiatus until I can actually get ahold of my mother again and just confirm some details over the ceremony time. Also I would like to confirm the time with our officiant, who I haven't heard from since I met with her in August. I e-mailed her on Wednesday and haven't heard back yet, which is rather worrisome, because she's always been very prompt before. I'm going to e-mail her again tonight or tomorrow, and then I'm calling her on Monday. I am days away from freaking out, OMG.

I set up that book blog I was talking about earlier this week. It's over on Blogger (I hate signing in and out of journal services, hence why it's not on IJ): Bookish Blather. So far it only has one review, but whatever, I've been busy. I'm not going to cross-post here on a regular basis, 'cause that's too much for me to remember, but if I read another life-changing book like Hunger Games, then I'll make some sort of post here linking to it.

Billy has an internet radio station on. It's apparently playing The Worf Song (a corollary to the badass Picard Song). I like it.

And now I'm going to go finish making dinner. Mm, food.

December 10th, 2008


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Remember my book problem?

Well, I may have discovered why the library puts a limit on holds. Because without them, I'm sure days like today where I go in and pick up eight books would be a lot more common.

Granted, eight books at a time used to be nothing for me. I would stagger out of my middle school library with at least that many, easily, never mind in the summer in high school when I did BBYA. By then I was using my car to transport my books, so I wasn't limited by pesky things like a weight limit (back in the day I walked to/from school, which could make carrying a billion books painful on my poor little shoulders).

So now I have a fair-sized stack of books I need to get through within the next three weeks (on top of more books that are arriving any day now, and finishing up those damn wedding invitations. I know I keep talking about them, but I'm a terrible procrastinator and thus haven't made much real progress). What to start with first?

And now I need to go get dressed, and actually pick a book to read so I won't be bored to tears on the subway and on my break at work

November 26th, 2008

To do for the rest of the week

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9:45-3:45 Work (hopefully there won't be any babies screaming in my face today)
4-5 Pick up the pumpkin pie for tomorrow (I originally scheduled the pick up for five. I'm hoping they'll have it ready early. If they don't, I might buy a new blouse or pair of pants at work)
Whenever I get home from work: Put pie in fridge, gather up library books to return, hit the library and the grocery store for last minute necessities (ie, whipped cream for aforementioned pumpkin pie)
This evening: Work on invitations, prep work for tomorrow's feast (make orzo for orzotto, chop up veggies so they just have to be thrown in the oven, take cornish game hen(s?) out of the freezer to defrost...put together a cooking schedule so some things won't be finished ridiculously early

4-5am Harass Billy to make him go with me to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. It's our first national holiday in New York - we are still touristy enough that we can get away with going to see this without being made fun of (too much) by hardcore New Yorkers
Sometime later: Cook a feast and eat it! OM NOM NOM

Sleep off food hangover (I don't think you could pay me to go shopping)
6-midnight Work, boo.

Wake up obnoxiously early to do my shopping today! (Michael's is having some ridiculous deals, and I could use some more wedding supplies)
2:15-8:15 More work

Busy week, especially with work, but the paycheck I get in two weeks will be nice. If only I was getting it before my mom left :-( I officially got the 7th-9th off of work, so I'll be able to spend the whole time with Mom, but since most of today's paycheck needs to go towards paying rent I won't be able to pay for a lot of fabulous stuff :-( :-(

But I'll be able to try on the "rough draft" of my wedding dress while she's here, so that will be AWESOME.

November 21st, 2008

Angsting now!

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Heard back from the job-hiring-person again. Her boss has asked her to wait until the first week of December to make an offer. She says she hopes they have good news for me...grah, the waiting is killing me!!!

On the upside, it appears I won't be hurting too much for money waiting to hear about this job. Here's my schedule for next week:

Sunday: Off (thank goodness)
Monday: 12:30 pm-9:30 pm (aw, missing Heroes :-( )
Tuesday: 6:30 pm-11 pm
Wednesday: 9:45 am-3:45 pm (goddammit, it's not cool to make me stay that late and then ask me to come in again less than 12 hours later. NOT COOL)
Thursday: Off (yay Thanksgiving)
Friday: 6 pm-12 am (boo, hiss)
Saturday: 2:15-8:15 (I can handle that. I knew the Saturdays-off thing would have to end sometime)

November 20th, 2008

Yay, Billy!

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Billy found out today that he was accepted to the New York Film Academy's master's program for Screen Acting.

Now, I'm of two minds about this. On the one hand, it's great for him. He really wanted to get in, it'll get him out of the apartment (he doesn't go far unless I'm dragging him with me), and hopefully he'll qualify for student loans that will help defray a lot of our living costs.

On the other hand, as part of the program he's required to spend his second year taking classes in California. He's super excited about this, because who wouldn't want to be studying at Universal Studios? But this will mean either I have to pick up and follow him out to California (DO NOT WANT, for multiple reasons, some superficial [I <3 NY] and some practical [I've already made one cross-country move; I don't want to make another]), or I live on my own for a year.

I really, really don't want to be away from my husband ('cause that's what he will be in THREE MONTHS OMFG) on our first wedding anniversary :-(

Also? I've honestly never lived completely on my own. I know, it's kind of ridiculous, but it's true. I went from my parents', to the dorm (even when I had a room of my own, I spent the majority of my time - awake and asleep - at Billy's dorm or apartment), to an apartment with Billy. I don't know if I know how to function on my own!

In completely unrelated news: my dad called me today to say he's sending my mom to visit me for a few days after Thanksgiving, lol. She's been pretty depressed lately, so as a combined birthday/Christmas gift, he's shipping her off to New York, with the request that I take her to Rockefeller Center, I'm assuming so she can see the Christmas tree, since that keeps coming up in conversations with my dad. Considering I work at Rockefeller Center, and am thus becoming far too acquainted with it, I told him it wouldn't be a problem.

Still waiting to hear back on whether or not I'm getting my real job. The e-mail from last Tuesday said the hiring woman would know "by next week" and tomorrow is the end of that week. It'd be awesome to know tomorrow so I can a) change my schedule at Banana Republic/give my two weeks' notice and b) arrange my start date so it wouldn't interfere with Mom's visit.

And now I'm really hungry. Time to rustle up some food.

November 13th, 2008

Death by Retail

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Last night Banana Republic had a crazy after hours shopping event for people who spend way too much on their credit cards.

It was crazy. And obnoxious. They had me working the cash register. I'm not a good cashier on a normal day (numbers and I have never gotten along well), so making me ring up huge purchases for half-drunk people for three hours wasn't the best move anyway. Add to that technology glitches (sale items were ringing up at 20% off rather than 30%) and I was tired and exhausted and NOT AMUSED.

Add to that that the event came at the end of an 8 hour shift during which I wasn't granted any of my 15 minute breaks and I'm even more unamused. And now have a headache like I'm the one who was downing glasses of champagne like they were water.

Please oh please oh please let me get the publishing job next week...

November 11th, 2008

Grah, going crazy

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I've been waiting all week to hear back about whether or not I got the Sales Assistant job. I was going to send another follow up e-mail today, but when I got on the computer I had an e-mail waiting for me. I started to freak out, thinking that the only reason I'd have an e-mail would be to tell me I didn't get the position, but in fact it was just the hiring manager letting me know that, due to the economy, it was taking them longer to get approval for the new hire, but I'm one of their top candidates (YAAAAAAAAAAAAY).

So now I need to keep waiting until early next week (BOOOOOOOOOOO)

In other news, I had a dream that I went out and bought the stuff to make cake. WTF? Not an entirely bad idea (except for the fact that I have no money and no one to actually share said cake with, since Billy is weird and doesn't like cake), but still kind of WTF.

Dedicating today to working on wedding stuff. I haven't made any progress on the invitations for weeks, which is a Bad Thing since I want them to go out later this month (I'm sending them out early so there's less of a chance they will get lost in holiday mail, since the usual two-month mark for us is just a few days before Christmas). Billy and I also figured out what we were gonna have the guys wear (since I wasn't a fan of MW Tux, the only place we could really rent from [that I could find] given how spread out everyone is). Today we might wander down to the mall and try on some things so I can really see what they would look like (I'm a very visual person).

In other news, working at Banana Republic still sucks. I REALLY REALLY want that Sales Assistant job, so I can escape/cut back on my hours there. I'm currently planning on working there Saturday/Sunday to get some extra cash/help them out/get the employee discount on the clothes - and my reasoning is not necessarily in that order. Of course, they might think that I'm not dedicating enough time to the company then and say no, in which case I will laugh gleefully before saying SEE YA'.

October 30th, 2008


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I have an interview, either tomorrow or Monday, for a job. A real job. With a real publishing house.

I applied at 3:04, and got an e-mail asking me to come in for an interview at 3:57. That's a good sign, right?

This totally makes up for having to work from 10 pm to 7 am last night/this morning.

And if I get the job, I'm going here to celebrate (oh New York, how I love your food options. Except for the lack of Jimmy John's, but whatever.)

October 24th, 2008


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Had a long, rough day at work, but I don't want to go to sleep because I love the book I'm reading. Just popped on to check my e-mail and went OMGWTFBBQ when I saw my work schedule for next week.

It's pretty normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except for next Wednesday when they want me to work from 10 PM to 7 AM

I think I'm going to bring that up while I'm at work tomorrow. 'Cause I'm not working that shift (nor am I working the shift this Saturday from 5 pm to 10 pm 'cause I'm gonna be in YPSI for my BRIDAL SHOWER!!)

So, yeah, fuck you, Banana Republic.

October 19th, 2008

2 weeks at Banana Republic has driven me to do what 4 years of forensics never could...

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I now own a pair of flats :-O

October 17th, 2008

Hot Diggity

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I got my first pay check. And the direct deposit went off without a hitch!

It's sad that seeing my bank balance at $77 make me happy. Unless you consider that my previous balance was #3.73.

This means I can actually get Billy a birthday present! Happy birthday, sweetie :-)

October 14th, 2008

This can't be good...

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Ever since I got off of work yesterday, the second toe on my right foot has been kind of numb. Yesterday it was all pins-and-needles-y and now today it's just weirdly numb. If I touch it I register pressure, but it definitely feels weird.

This is why I'm not going in to work today, even though they called me last night to see if I would close today. Not a chance in hell.

In a week and a half I go back to Ypsi for my bridal shower!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't wait. I've been missing everyone back there tons. I've also been missing Jimmy Johns something fierce. After midnight there's no place out here we can order food from (okay, on the weekends we can get Papa John's until 12:30), and absolutely no one is as fast. I'm making it my mission to eat at least one Jimmy John's sandwich while I'm back there (and then letting Billy know so he can be omg!jealous. I am a very loving fiance)

Today's good news: my paper for the invitations arrived today!!!! Now I can start making our invitations. And Billy has even offered to help! I was expecting to construct these babies by myself, or at least have to corral an unwilling Billy into helping me stuff envelopes or something. But he's going to help. I just need to figure out what part of the process I'm willing to let go of...

October 7th, 2008

Well this is just weird...

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I had another day of orientation today. And you know what? It didn't suck. At all. We did things that were not only useful, but mildly entertaining. Like being given a customer scenario and then having to go pull together an outfit for the hypothetical customer.

Retail is totally not where I want to be with my life right now, but it seems like I could have chosen worse places (strike that: I know I could have chosen worse ~glares at Victoria's Secret~). Say what you will about Banana Republic, but they definitely know how to train their employees (so far I've had three days of training. I might have one more day since today we couldn't go as in depth as usual thanks to the usual trainer being out sick).

Yeah, that's pretty much all I've got. The library is finally starting to deliver on some of my holds, so I picked up five shiny new books after work:

  • The Ghosts of Kerfol
  • The Astonishing Adventures of Fanboy and Goth Girl
  • Hero
  • Dirty Work
  • The Dead and the Gone

Super excited to start reading them :-) I think I'm going to start with the Ghosts of Kerfol, simply because that one was actually recommended to me, and then figure it out from there. If I were working again this week I'd save the smaller books for the subway (since so far I've only been going to work during the morning rush and we get so packed into the subway sometimes there literally isn't room for me to hold a book), but since I don't work again, I'm free to do whatever I want :-)

In other news: poor Billy is sick today. And he stepped on Gopher's (our cat) tail this morning, so Gopher is sulking. And I think Cricket (another cat) is sick, too, because she keeps cowering in corners and won't even eat her treats. Hopefully she can get over whatever it is on her own - we can't afford to have a sick cat right now.

October 1st, 2008

Back at Work: Day 1

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Today was my first day of orientation at Banana Republic. Yes, first day. I have at least two more (no idea what my schedule is for next week after Sunday). And I love this. All of my other jobs have been one day of training/orientation where you spend a little bit of time on everything and then you're thrown to the wolves. Today was paper work and general store policies (dress code, discrimination/harassment, discount). Tomorrow is a store walk through (I have to be there at 8, ugh, but I'm out by 10) and then Sunday is cashier training (double ugh. I hate cash registers).

Today I finally had my "holy shit I'm in New York" moment. I got out of the subway and it just hit me that I was going to my first day of work in Rockefeller Center. Rockefeller Center, people. How many girls from Holland, MI can say that?

It was really weird. It's not like I saw some famous landmark that set me off (though if I'd looked behind me I would have noticed that my subway stop is on the same street as the Museum of Modern Art). I just stepped out on to the street (53rd, near 5th Ave if you're curious) and as I was passing a bagel cart (I had no idea they had these) I was really tempted to just stand on the corner with my mouth agape, because it was finally real.

Of course, I couldn't do that because a) way to look like a tourist and b) I didn't know how much time I had left before I needed to be at work because I managed to lose my phone in my tiny apartment. And it was on silent when I misplaced it. So now I need to clean the whole place (despite the fact that Billy was supposed to do that yesterday ~cough~. And the laundry ~cough cough~) in order to try to find it.

Life in New York is glamorous.

September 26th, 2008

Status: Employed

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So I have a job again. Wheeeee. Working part time at the Banana Republic in Rockefeller Center. It's nothing too terribly exciting, but it will be SO NICE to have my own income again. And this will let me relax my job search a little bit so I can focus on the jobs that actually interest me, not just searching for anything and everything that I'm theoretically qualified for.

I start Wednesday. Yaaaaaaaaay orientation.

May 31st, 2008

Catching up on four months worth of life

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So working at Borders pretty much sucked the life out of me. I was totally not meant to be an office drone. Doing the exact same brain-numbing thing every day was killing my desire to do anything but sleep. Oh, and killing my back. And my wrist. I've decided that eventually my entire generation is just going to have carpal tunnel, because all we ever do is sit in front of computers.

Yeah, anyway, so yesterday was my last day at Borders. It came about for a couple of reasons. Primarily the soul-sucking-ness of it all, but also because Billy and I were just BORED OUT OF OUR SKULLS and a little depressed that we weren't doing anything with our lives that involved our expensive degrees. I have to start paying back that money in June and $10.75 an hour just wasn't going to help with that.

So quitting Borders gave us the impetus to say that by July we're going to move out to New York. I've been frantically submitting my resume to all of the publishing houses I can think of since I want to go into publishing. At least for a little while. I'm going to do one more office job, and if I can't handle that again I'm going back to school to get my media studies degree. I have absolutely no problem parlaying my geekiness into a degree, lol.

In the meantime, I'm going to start writing porn. Lol. No, seriously, Billy has been pushing me forever to try my hand at writing "real" stuff (smutty fan fic doesn't count). I've always refused because I've just never felt the drive to write anything original. I could come up with characters galore but nothing to do with them. Then he suggested romance novels, which seemed even more preposterous. I'd never read a romance novel in my life, how the hell could I write one? Why would I want to?

Except that romance novels can now double as porn. I've been reading a few of Harlequin's Spice novels and...they're not half bad. Some of them are not as great as the others(this month's novel, What Happens in Vegas... has some ridiculous plots that are totally just tired old romance novels with explicit sex), but essentially they're not much different from some of the fic I've written. It's all about sex; I can write sex. Seems like a perfect match.

So I'm dedicated June to bashing out the first draft of the novel. I already have a couple of chapters finished written (I'm sure I'll go back at some point and read them and ask WTF I was thinking). It'll be my own personal NaNoWriMo. Then at a later point I can go back and see if the darn thing actually makes sense.

Wedding plans are coming along fairly smoothly. Getting ready to send out save the dates soon (mental note: need to get addresses from Billy's mom. And forensa-addresses from...whoever has those at the wedding today. Marisa? Anke?). Doing a final round of bridesmaid dress shopping at the end of June with Carling.

And speaking of weddings, I have another forensics-related one to go to later today. That makes 3 forensics-weddings in less than a year. RIDICULOUS. And then in August two of our former coaches are getting married. And then there's a break until February...which is mine. That is still so surreal to think about. Over Memorial Day weekend Billy's brother had a barbecue that a bunch of the family went to. At one point while I was chatting with some of our friends there the whole Coffing family was gathering for a big picture. I was completely oblivious (I think we were having a really interesting conversation) until Billy's dad started calling me over. I "said yes" so now I had to be included in the family portrait. SO WEIRD.

Anyway, need to go start getting ready for Lauren's wedding. I need to go rouse Billy from bed and then dye my hair. Yaaaaaaaaaaaay hair dye.

May 21st, 2008

Every morning...

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It gets a little bit harder to get out of bed.

I'm seeing Indiana Jones at 12:10 tonight :-D That should make sitting through work a little more bearable.

7 more days of work and then I'M FREE.

May 8th, 2008


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Woot woot!

But they confuse the hell out of Billy's and my family's. Both my grandmother and Billy's mom want to know why there is a picture of our feet (my shoes are WORKS OF ART. They should be worshipped thusly more often!). And my mom is convinced the one with the sun glare is "obviously a bad picture." Bah. She doesn't know Art.

More when the full gallery is online. I can't waaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit! Maybe I'll have the energy to put together a coherent entry by then (leaving my job in a few weeks. FINALLY.)

Also? Iron Man pwns.

April 11th, 2008

Gift mystery solved!

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I picked up my package from UPS this afternoon. I pried apart all of the tape sealing the box while I was in the parking lot to discover a bottle of wine. I was still confused 'cause Billy and I aren't exactly wine drinkers.

When I got home and could inspect the package fully, I discovered a card inside. From our photographer.


This is in stark contrast to the fact that, according to the electronic copy of the invoice from the hotel, I should have a hard copy of my hotel contract in my hands TODAY. Instead I have a 2005 Smoking Loon Chardonnay that I have no idea what to do with. But it's the thought that counts, right?

Going out to Ichiban with Billy, James and Rachel soon. Good. 'Cause I'm starving.

Oh! My computer is back at Best Buy. They had to replace the hard drive. Boooooo. But that means all of the repairs were covered under my warranty. Yay! Now I'm just paying $29 to have them optimize it because I really don't want to sit through hours of Windows updates. It's a small price to pay for convenience.

Saw the forensics team off this morning. And by "off" I mean I was there until the bus arrived, 'cause the bus didn't even show up until the time I had to leave. I delivered little notes of encouragement to all of the students. Wrote most of them in the span of a couple of hours last night (it would have been less, but I spent some of that time talking to Rb, then taking a shower and watching Eli Stone); practice for thank you notes, I figure. It was fun writing out all of the inside jokes I've accumulated with people over the years (oh, and I TOTALLY rickroll'd Jon Stowell. A real life, text-based rickroll. 'Cause I'm awesome like that).

I miss the team already :-( I so wish I'd been able to go with them! Work SUCKS like that. But I know the team is going to do AWESOME. Hey, Lauren, if you read this: are you sending your letter to the Hotmail address? I never got a chance to print mine out and in the craziness that was this morning I never had a chance to ask Amy where I should send it.

Okay, I think I need to find a snack before dinner, because yes, I am THAT hungry.

April 10th, 2008


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I got home from work this evening to find a note from UPS on my door. Apparently I have a package from here waiting for me. That's my best guess, at least. When you Google "GB Russo & Son" that's the first hit, and the package originated in Grand Rapids. So...yeah.

In case you haven't guessed yet, I definitely did not order anything from them. I've never even heard of them until I Google'd it. I have no idea what's going on. I can only imagine my mom sent me something, but no one's home answering the phone so I have no way of finding out.

I also don't get to pick it up until tomorrow after work. Boo. And since they're only open until 6, just like the bank, I need to go there INSTEAD of the bank, which THUS means I'll have to wake up obnoxiously early on Saturday to go to the bank to deposit my paycheck. Stupid UPS. Why can't I choose what UPS location I use to pick up my package? 'Cause there's a place that's actually on my way home from work where I could have picked it up. It's so convenient that I probably could have gone there AND the bank in one fell swoop. And even if I couldn't, that place is open on Saturdays.

In short, UPS=Lame

Work also=lame because the team leaves for Nationals tomorrow. Without me. THAT SUCKS. I'm going to get to see the team off, though, which will be nice. Wish them all luck one last time and all that.

Dammit. That means I'm going to have to e-mail my letter. I meant to write it while I was at work today so I could print it out, but we are crazy overloaded so no writing for me. And since I still don't have my computer from Best Buy, the printer on my desk is pretty much worthless.

In other news, Billy has convinced me that I need to start writing romance novels. Especially for these people. Any thoughts?
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