Oh man, this guy is fabulous:



You can see how the female judge (Amanda Holden) is physically moved by his performance, which then serves to be moving itself.

Frustration-cakes

I don't litter. But apparently the city of Baltimore thinks I do. They're also terribly late with their violation notices.

I guess what must have happened is that some sort of mail or reciept of mine flew out of my purse or car and someone working for the city found it, saw my name and decided, let's fine her! The violation date is 4/10, the due date, 5/10. Um, it's 5/26 today and I only just got the notice. Thank goodness the envelope is postmarked because they say they will triple the fine if it's late. But I will probably...have to go to court for this? Of course, it's Friday when I get this so I can't do anything about it until Monday. No, wait, TUESDAY, because Monday is a holiday. WTF city? First my parking ticket, now this. The latter I take responsibility for, but this one? Now am I supposed to take time off from work to take care of this? It's $150 fine. That's substantial for me. Certainly not the end of the world, but Christ almighty nonetheless.

Things That I Love That I Buy

I'm totally stealing this idea from Mindy Kaling's blog (I posted about it yesterday):

Saucony originals:

When my friend, Nicole, was visiting here (from Wiscoland) last weekend, part of our adventures in Bmore were walking around Fells Point, eating lunch there and shopping. Nicole got some great stuff at a vintage store, and I got some great stuff at a consignment shop, including these sage green Saucony original shoes. They were only $13.00 [/my mom]! They're so comfortable. They are like little green leather pillows on my feet. They make me want to run around and be jolly. Perhaps click my heels up in the air in manner of a leperchaun. I've seen tons of people around who wear them but I never knew their awesomeness...until now.

So uh, not exactly on my schedule of things to do to be fiscally responsible...but still, $13.00!

stuff and more stuff

Right now they're doing some work on the windows right outside my department area. It sounds like someone is getting the most horrible, painful dental cleaning of their lives. And their teeth are the size of boulders.

Working on some stuff now, but also reading Mindy Kaling's (Kelly on The Office) blog that I found via an interview she did with the AV Club on The Onion. I totally want her to be my friend now. It's basically a blog about stuff she likes and buys, so it's not super personal nor does it detail her work experiences writing and acting, but I am very entertained, though I am trying to resist the pull of consumerism (am I a glutton for punishment?)

Obviously I must be, as I have already mowed down two handfuls of Lay's chedder and sour cream chips when I've expressly told myself numerous times that I'm trying to lose weight and eat healthier.


Currrently listeing to: The Good, The Bad, and the Queen

Stuff I want but don't need and then we get serious

I am wearing an outfit of questionable composition today. I have on a cropped corduroy Lux jacket with a pink leaf-like print, a creme colored ribbed tank, and plaid pants. It's kind of busy. I think I made a mistake. I don't like to think this happens often, but today it did.

Now I am looking at websites such as the illustrious Forever21.com. Many cute tops, many that I doubt would actually look good or fit if I were to try the actual thing on. So it goes with the Internet, but my eyes feast.

While washing my hands in the office bathroom I considered, "is this kind of a reaction/coping mechanism?" But what am I coping about? I'm not necessarily going through personal sadness. Empathetic sadness? Jim's great-grandmother is in the hospital and it looks bad. Yesterday was pretty emotional for his family, and understandably so. Part of the grief that seemed to overtake me I think had to do with memories of when my grandmother died 10 years ago. The same machine sounds. The difficult breathing. The sight of someone wasting away. And then I worry about my grandfather who just celebrated his 87th birthday. He's taken a downturn the last few years, and I feel sad sometimes thinking how I am so far away and only see him a couple of times each year when it used to be every day.

The soundtrack of your life MEME

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that plays
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...


[OPENING CREDITS]: Yellow Submarine - THE BEATLES
[WAKING UP]: Just Like A Woman - BOB DYLAN
[FALLING IN LOVE]: The Trouble with Love is - KELLY CLARKSON
[FIGHT SONG]: Paint It Black - THE ROLLING STONES
[BREAKING UP]: You Got A Friend - DONNIE
[PROM]: Life For Rent - DIDO
[LIFE]: Way Yonder in the Minor Key - BILLY BRAGG with WILCO
[MENTAL BREAKDOWN]: Doctors and Friends - THE DIVORCE
[DRIVING]: So Cruel - U2
[FLASHBACK]: Group 4 - MASSIVE ATTACk
[WEDDING]: Fever - KYLIE MINOGUE
[BIRTH OF CHILD]: The Other Side of the Coin - SOLOMON BURKE
[FINAL BATTLE]: Broken Up A Ding-Dong - THE BETA BAND
[DEATH SCENE]: Babylon II - DAVID GRAY
[FUNERAL SONG]Higher Ground - STEVIE WONDER

Listen to Internet Radio While You Work

The job hunt continues. I have an interview with a staffing agency on Thursday for "creative careers" such as editing, publishing, writing. I started the application online last Thursday and they gave me a call on Friday about it, so I'm excited at the prospect. I sent in two additional resumes on Thursday night for editing/proofing jobs (entry-level ones) but have yet to hear from them, although it is just Monday morning and not even noon yet. I'm really hoping that the staffing place works out. I would think they'd find me something at the very least, which is important at this juncture since my time at this current temp job is over at the end of the month.

I am going to be so relieved when I find something full-time, but who knows when that will be? It's that first foot in, but that one seems to be the hardest step. I'm over-educated and under-employed. WTF?