Saturday, October 6, 2012

Disjointed General Update



This is me at a random high end clothing store on Melrose during Fashion week taking advantage of the free champagne and snacks.  Great event for people watching and an opportunity to walk into these stores to just look around and not feel too judged because you have no intention of purchasing anything.  Each item is priced higher than my monthly rent.

My mom warned me about the garbage that I was putting into my system and I'm paying for it now.  Heartburn, cramping, bloating... I didn't know my body was going to deteriorate so quickly.  And I'm starting to get a flat tire above my flat tire which makes it very uncomfortable to sit because of how overweight I've become.  It's making me very sad to feel the ripples in my body.

I can say that traffic is a blessing in disguise.  My new commute to my new job is 30 minutes in the morning and 1.5 hours in the evening.  What better way to wait out traffic at night than to take advantage of the office gym.  I've gone once and already feel much better.

Though what do I do in traffic beside wither away?  I fall asleep.  I zone out about nothing.  I call my mom to listen to her say she misses me. I delete songs from my iPod that no longer carry any meaning or entertainment. I day dream about building a 20 mile long tunnel from my house to my job. God, what a waste of time.

I'm trying to buy more grown up clothes and realized that if I pay a little more, I can find stuff that's actually flattering on my body.

With my pay raise I feel like I need to buy more things.  But what?  What a first world problem to have.  Christmas shopping! I should start uber early.

Maybe I should get an iPhone 5.  But what for?  A better camera?  That's the only reason.  Seriously.  The ONLY reason.

I've been MIA because I've been obsessed with my new job.  They treat me well, I can work at home on Fridays.  I can fly up to SF whenever I want (expensed).  Lunch is catered every Monday.  I can wear flip flops. OMG, I can wear FLIP FLOPS.  This is called, employee happiness.  When they treat you well, you work harder.  And I'm not going to lie. I'm a rockstar at my job.  I jumped from 5 accounts to 49.  No problem.  Give me more.


Here's a $3000 purse from Alexander McQueen.  Makes me vomit.

Friday, October 5, 2012

August Recap


I knew that 2012 would be a transitional year for me.  I finally left my agency after 3 years.  It was time to leave, but it was hard since at that point a lot of people looked up to me.  I was a leader and well respected.  There were only 3 other people on my account that stayed as long as me, but we all knew that one by one we would move on to something bigger.  

Agency life was such an opportunity to learn and grow and do cool things with cool people.  A month after being gone I'm jealous of the things I missed out on - meeting Walking Dead cast, Zip Lining on Catalina Island... etc., but I had 3 full years of these perks and I felt so stagnant that I had to move on for my sanity.



I was able to squeeze in a couple of interesting things.  Like watching a UFC fight live at the Staple center.  Something I would never pay for our of my own pocket.  Wow.. homoerotic.   I enjoyed watching a guy inadvertently jab his thumb into his opponent's eye causing him to blood tears and forfeit the match.  


This summer we didn't BBQ enough because my patio was under construction... correction, it was torn out because it didn't meat code.  Luckily Ern closed August with a very chill BBQ at his place.





September started right with a trip to Leimert Park which has always been on my to-do list as one of the most culturally rich neighborhoods in LA.  We enjoyed some amazing Jamaican food for lunch and absorb the sights and sounds of the African Art and Music festival.



Oh boy, we're not in hipsterville no mo'.