good things are happening
set up an interview/skills test type thing for wednesday - part time stationary studio production work. had a really solid phone interview today for a part-time/freelance job (portfolio review to be scheduled for next week). i AM going to make my deadline. i AM going to get out of that sinkhole of a job.
cane’s for breakfast. best. thing. evvvvvvver.
dad & his xm radio
i think when i come home he puts it on the “indie” and “alternative” stations to try and have some father-daughter bonding times. which while sometimes results in some nice “oh hey i saw these guys in concert” “oh that’s cool how were they” type dinner conversation, more frequently ends with awkward middle school flashbacks set to third eye...
My font nerdiness makes me have bad reactions to things that spoil otherwise...– Design - Mistakes in Typography Grate the Purists - NYTimes.com (via bmdesign) (via kat-harine) true story.
what’s that? did i buy a non-ridiculous domain name for my as yet unfinished portfolio site? why yes. yes i did. www.cbyrnedesign.com maybe i bought another silly one too. www.cbyrnemakesitrad.com starting sites for my not-uncle and boyfriendunit. fuck blackfriday; webfriday is GO.
mythbusters marathon: sharkweek episodes + turkey coma + wine = epic family fun.
i always forget how awesome the shower at my parents’ house is. they will never make showers like that anymore, as it wastes approximately 100 gallons/sec on blasting the ever living crap out of your body with water. ah.maze.ing.
why did it take me 24 years of life to figure out that cooking bacon in the oven is THE. BEST. THING. EVER.
i am ridiculously looking forward to going home and vegetating in louisiana for week and eating my weight in food and watching some good friends get hitched and crying and drinking and eating boudin even though it means sleeping alone for the longest length of time in i don’t know how long.
apparently the c-town grocery store by my house has made the definitive switch to all christmas music, all the time, for the next month or so.
freshly baked bread + tea + arrested development = happy sunday
another zombie dream last night. i usually have one every few months. this time i was a teacher (nun maybe?) trying to save a bunch of my students in this really great boarding school building with a balcony that had grape vines. these zombies start out intelligent and then get less so, i suppose as the brain deteriorates. one kid turned and was a diabolically evil little shit and we almost lost...
boyfriendunit, learning guitar, is “practicing” with a fairly epic and tragic ballad to my chinchilla.
just applied for 5 more jobs. that’s 10 this week. naptime is go.
moving to a new floor, pros and cons
pros: 1. bigger worksurface and more file cabinet-age 2. shiny! new! 3. everyone is on the same floor finally cons: 1. lower cubewalls = looking at cuntboss more 2. losing the not-really-in-the-office-pooping-bathroom (this is a BIG DEAL) 3. everyone is on the same floor finally
i am buying one of these for everyone for... →
it’s a wine glass that holds an entire bottle of wine. you’re welcome. (via jezebel)
pretending to be a t-rex around the apartment with boyfriendunit is the best way to recover from a day at work
rilo kiley - gravity preeeeeeeeetty much...
just got back some samples of work i’m actually proud of (trim system, on the product samples, fucking RAD). but my decision still stands.
i’m tired of being angry and cynical and filled with self-loathing when i get home every day. so. i’ve given myself an ultimatum. i must quit my job by my two year anniversary here. whether i have something else lined up or not. otherwise it will never happen and i’ll continue to actively be miserable for 10ish hours a day. no later than february 11, 2010. i’m out. ...
this place is run by morons
so, cmo, she of the firing over the bird thing, just came back here and asked the art department to make her niece, she of the bird thing, a fake id of some sort so that she can trick the dmv into giving her a new york license. ethics!
And always, he fought the temptation to choose a clear, safe course, warning...– dune
everyone i know is in the middle of these life changing watershed type moments. slutface&girlfriend are fired/unemployed and probably moving away (to atlanta. what the fuck), everyone else is unemployed or applying to grad school or both. is this just what happens? everyone turns 25 and goes “oh shit, my life” and makes drastic choices?
for the first time in forever, i can’t sleep. exhausted as all fuck but sleep eludes. brain won’t shut up and i’ve got the design blueballs. someone please hit me with a bat.
with arms outstretched - rilo kiley this song =...
just cleaned up 70 product shots in the past 2 hours and want to punch the photographers in the face. what the fuck were they trying to light, because it certainly wasn’t the product. these lookbooks are going to be awesome look like shit.