When confronted with surprises/challenges/unexpectedly crowded rooms of people, I always choose flight over fight.
If I can't immediately make fun of my problems with my usual scorn and condescension, my brain throws up its hands with a helpless "nope," my temperature shoots up to nine hundred degrees, and I just turn tail and run away, figuratively hiding in my mother's skirts.
This is why I didn't enjoy my surprise birthday party in high school. This is why I hate arriving late to class. This is why I dread making entrances I am unprepared for. This is why I avoid being the newcomer.
(...this is why I drink vodka shots before going to parties? #UncomfortableDiagnostics)
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Friday, January 27, 2012
Job Search Woes
Jobs Applied To: 19
Jobs Officially Rejected From: 1
Jobs "Cancelled" Instead of Being Filled: 1
Jobs That, According to My Low-Level Research, Were Secretly Filled but About Which I Was Never Notified: 2
Monday, January 23, 2012
So This One Time, As Requested, I Updated My Blog (Brought To You By the Word "Procrastination" and the Number "11:37 PM")
I am more than content; I am happy.
These are good months; I don't want them to end.
I suprise myself; he takes my surprises in stride.
Semicolons are useful; I like dashes a lot too.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Unnecessary Things That Annoy Me Unnecessarily
- Ugg boots
- Class rings
- Cardboard sleeves for hot beverages
- Pennies
- Leaf blowers
- Solid hand soap