so the weather in wisconsin is kinda crazy

i would just like to take this moment to remind everyone that when i interviewed for my current job in wisconsin it was like 80 degrees.

in october.

PEOPLE! it’s the d*mn reason i moved here. that, and the pay raise. but the weather and the pay raise were seriously equal partners in my decision.

and then i got here a measly three weeks later and it snowed everyday for 7 months straight.

and that totally sucked.

but when June came i thought it was in the clear.

i wasn’t.

turns out they get MASSIVE RAINS here. i mean M.A.S.S.I.V.E. massive.

and then, when things start to dry out, you think ‘maybe i can sleep with my window open tonight, seing as how it’s summer and dry out.’

that would be a stupid thought though, because apparently despite the area’s June month, it gets d*mn cold here at night.

and now my throat hurts.

and im applying for jobs in mexico while practicing my spanish on my lunch breaks. seriously. i NEED to be somewhere warmer.

wish me luck. or as they say in espanol: wish me buena suerte.

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blah

because it’s my blog and i can makes lists if i want to.

things that suck about life:

•sore throats

•gas prices

•not having a dish washer

•boring meetings

•my inability to avoid typos

•having a bunch of friends who haven’t seen “sex and the city,” therfore putting me a position where i can’t talk about THE most amazing movie eva.

•swim-suit season

tomatoes making people sick

•eating out when you’re vegan

•my salary 

•racist people not liking barack obama

floods (luckily this has only happened to other people thus far, and i live on the second floor so i feel pretty safe. but still, i feel sad for the victims)

•motzerella not being vegan

•not being able to fall asleep even when im tired

Reno 911. (seriously, who watches this show?)

 ya. that pretty much sums it up for tonight.

any one want to add anything?

 

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I liiiike can-die’s! (get it? like the song.)

 

*sigh*

It’s time.

I can no longer wear my black candie’s.

they are seriously worn. out.

this sad truth hit me today during a meeting when i couldn’t cross my legs for fear someone would see the bottom of my shoes — which are cracked and, depending on the angle, show my actual foot.

also, the metal is poking through the heels. and yes it DOES make the ‘click’ sound you hear when i walk on a tile floor sound that much cooler. but it’s kind of tacky.  

also, the word “candie’s” is smeared on the inside from — i’ll just say it — foot sweat.

this is all on top of the fact that i’ve had to use super glue to connect the sole to the actual shoe. and even that has since worn apart again.

i just love these shoes so much.

i originally got them for my grandma’s funeral nearly two years ago. (for $50!) (that’s a lot of money).

and they have since walked in illinois, iowa, south dakota and wisconsin.

they’ve met governors, lovers and johnny depp (ok. they didn’t meet johnny depp. but i did while i owned them, so close enough).

they go great with jeans, khakis, and dresses.

and they have formed to my actual feet. so they are d*mn comfortable.

they’re just so cool.

and now i have to say good-bye.

because im scared that people are starting to talk about them behind their wooden heels — and they deserve better than that.

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