who's with me?

i vote we begin making life decisions by casting lots again.

what the alien taught me yesterday.

so i was driving to work yesterday around 10:00am. i passed by a man walking the opposite direction. he looked like one of those aliens dressed as a man you see in movies, straw hat and all. he walked like he didn't really have legs that could bend and his face was in a fixed, mask-like scowl.

until yesterday, i never believed that aliens could get away with their ridiculous costumes and that no one would notice. oh! people notice alright. now i know that it is because of people like me that aliens could indeed take over the planet in unrealistic man costumes. people like me who know and do nothing.

love is in the air.

why i felt loved this week:

-a friend sent me the name of a new band she knew i'd like (even down to the track...she was right, of course).
-friend after generous friend buying me lunch or coffee or dinner or lunch or coffee and so on.
-my dad surprising me not once but twice with filling by filling up my car with gas.
-running into almost everyone who was at the party the night before at the local cafe the next morning completely by accident after rolling out of bed without makeup and it not mattering in the least.
-when i left fish city grill, everyone wished me a safe and fun trip and that they really meant it.
-when i tried to slip ever so gently into the slightly cold pool to play water volleyball, all three of my cousins and my brother proceeded to splash me and dunk me, respectively, until i was thoroughly soaked.
-i can be in a horrible mood and wake up the next day and my friend still likes me just as much.
-i have friends who know me enough to tell me to read a book because i'll love it. so i read the book and i do, indeed, love it.
-my friend made her roommate and i breakfast in bed...in her bed...and it was toast...that's love!
-when i travel i don't need to pack that much because i can just borrow everything - surely not everyone has good friends and mothers like that!
-when i come back to "my" new apartment, my new roommates say, "welcome home" and mean it.

and I pretend to be educated.

I have been applying for jobs for about three months now.
I have written customized cover letters and I have several versions of my resume.

Today I found out that my resume has been opening on other's computers with all of the changes ever made to it and all the formatting adjustments in red. This has been the case with every resume I have sent out since April.

Part of me is relieved. Maybe that's why I can't seem to turn any employer's heads.
The other part of me feels ridiculous.
I will be focusing on the first part.

Wish me luck!

why I love austin.

In no particular order:

-Watching Gremlins in the Park outside of Central Market
-Free outdoor jazz concerts
-Working 3 - 4 hours a day
-Book club
-Austin Fashion Week coming up
-People watching
-I never, ever have to do homework again (while not directly related to Austin, it is a fact that I am currently enjoying)
-Old and new friends
-Used bookstores on most every corner (which everyone knows is a proven amenity of Paradise)
-The possibility of moving to a really eclectic apartment
-A fresh start
-It's not only acceptable to be single at 25, it's NORMAL!
-Museums to my heart's content
-Classic movies at the Paramount Theater
-Apparently Barton Springs (a spring that is naturally 68 degrees AND free this Saturday)
-There's always a new restaurant to try
-Bands with names like the Anti-Nowhere League, and The Germ are always holding concerts

Well, that's all for now. Just a reminder of how great Austin is to live. (You know who you are...!!)

These are my confessions.

Okay, to be fair I have seen quite a few articles on CNN about former President Zelaya.

Other random confessions:
-I watched a morning talk show (thanks unemployment for introducing me to such American novelties).
-I followed the show's advice and joined a free online dating site out of morbid curiosity. I have discovered why guys no longer ask girls out. Online, to initiate conversation a guy simply has to press the "flirt" button and choose one of five responses (ranging from "Hey there!" to the ever popular "I like your photo.") Look at me unlocking the secrets of 21st Century dating (or in my case not-dating...!) I also have a new found joy for being single. Seriously, if you're 38 with 3 kids, let's go to a default answer of "No I'm not interested."

Could someone explan something to me?

What I can't seem to understand about media today is how they choose their cover stories. For example: I have heard endless details about MJ's funeral, but painfully little about the recent overthrow of the Honduran government. I just wonder what else is going on in the world that I am completely clueless of and would know nothing about except for talking with international friends.

What's the remedy?

Bet YOU didn't know.

No one knows the actual birthday of Shakespeare.

Remember that as you're going about your day.