Cheap and Dirty

So this may end up being a cheap and dirty post. I found this article [link] to be interesting, though I have to say that “1 in 3 IKEA customers say they get more satisfaction from cleaning out their closets than from having sex” is maybe a bit hard to believe. Maybe they don’t have sex to begin with?

For the past 2 weeks I have been working on a presentation for a ultra-luxe resort in the Carribean. It’s pretty awesome. The client basically purchased over half of the island and is developing all of it. I sat in on the presentation earlier this week. I think it went very well. It will be huge if the firm gets the project. It kind of makes me want to hold off on grad school just so I can work on this project. That’s bad, right?

My mom got a puppy about a week and a half ago. Her name is Lily. She looks adorable.

UPDATE:  Last night at dinner, somewhere between 2 glasses of sangria and a basket full of tortilla chips, I realized that if I were a character from Sex and the City I would probably be Charlotte.  On a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being “big sissy queen,” the fact that such a thought even crossed my mind probably makes me an 8.  I’m so gay.  Seriously though, I am so a Charlotte.

Big Ass Table

I love this video. “Take that Apple!”
  
I have SO MUCH to write about, it’s frightening.  Here’s the list:
1) Work
2) Gay Pride
3) iPhone 
4) Graduation 

Hmm. I thought there would be more for my list. Expect an update soon!

Pet Blogs

It’s my first blog post. I have another one in the works, but this was so easy to copy and paste I thought, “why the hell not?”

“Excerpts from a Dog’s Twitter”
8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00pm – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

“Excerpts from a Cat’s Twitter”
Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am. There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now…