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{guest post} what i have to look forward to.

March 3, 2010

As of 12:00pm EST today, Wednesday, I will be officially done with midterms and catching up on all the work I’ve procrastinated this semester and I can go back to procrastinating. Until my math exam next week. Kill me. In the mean time, Becca offered to guest post for me and guess what? SHE’S NEVER [...]

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out with the old, in with the new.

December 30, 2009

So 2009 wasn’t the best year for me. It wasn’t terrible, but I’ve had better.
2010 is my year. It’s finally going to be my turn. My turn to graduate, my turn to move to a new city, find a job and an apartment and a roommate.
Perhaps it will be my turn to fall on my [...]

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my mission, should i choose to accept it…

November 24, 2009

On Friday I interviewed for an intern position at Border Stylo (you know, the company that stole Jenn away from Chicago). Early on Monday afternoon I got the call that I got the job, and on Monday night, I received my first task:
There are 15 of you in universities across the nation.
Each of you are [...]

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what single girls do.

November 4, 2009

Bee and I have an uncanny ability to create an entire activity out of something completely meaningless. For example, we play Would You Rather? like it’s our job. We invent games like Hot Seat, True or False, and my new favorite – the Taylor Swift Drinking Game. (Step 1: Play a Taylor Swift song. Step [...]

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carrotmob.

July 4, 2008

This video was just sent to me, and I’m pretty much OBSESSED with it. Since it’s the Fourth of July, I thought that this could be my patriotic contribution to a holiday whose meaning has been replaced over the years with fireworks and face painting.

Carrotmob Makes It Rain from carrotmob on Vimeo.
Carrotmob has become my [...]

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sex and the city.

June 16, 2008

A few weeks ago, I went home for for the weekend to be there for my sister’s high school graduation. I was talking to my mom on the phone a couple days before my trip.
Madre: (Whispering) What are you doing Saturday night when you’re home?
Me: (Whispering back) I don’t know. What do you want me [...]

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