Warning!

Listening to Mamma Mia while at work my cause impromptu spastic dance sessions in the elevators and other public office spaces.

How Selena's summer vaction came full circle

Mid June: Selena is super excited about her shiny new internship!

Early July: Selena is counting down the days until her two week vacation starting August 1st.

August 1-17: Selena chills with la famille in Montana and then Oregon.

August 18-22: Selena only goes to work 2 days out of 5

August 25: Selena is super excited about the resignation letter she turned in for the 27th!

Goal:

Goal: Go to work all week

Outlook: probably Fail

BREAKING NEWS

CSI IS IN MY APARTMENT BUILDING!! Well, not my apartment, apartment, but in my complex. The Seattle Police Department, decked out in their 'we're busting in' clothes, definitely just raided the apartment down one floor from us. They actually BUSTED DOWN THE DOOR! My roomie saw the hole in the door on her way to class. Now CSI is here doing there CSI thing: bagging stuff up and ransacking the apartment (I glanced when I walked by the open door on the way to my unit). Yes, the CSI people do strangely resemble Grissim. No, Warrick was not reborn into the SPD when he died on CSI, mores the pity. Unsurprisingly the apartment they busted was the one that always reeks of pot, still EXCITING however! I'm going to be hyped up for at least the next 24 hours.

New Blog

Credit to I *heart* You for sending me this direction, I think I have a new favorite blog. Tavi of Fashion Rookie is a 12 year old with more fashion sense then I ever had or think I will ever have. Even more than her wonderful style I love her writing; sassy, snarky and funny. It makes me smile. Her blog also, however, makes me think back to what I was doing with my life when I was twelve...playing ridiculous amounts of premier league soccer and dressing in Old Navy fashion (okay, okay, and Fred Myer, you caught me). In other words, my dressing style was nothing to write home about.

Some Day

"In her spare time, Milly liked to molest inanimate objects."

Some day I am going to write a story that starts with that sentence.

Thank you D-listed!

Because this made me laugh so hard my co-workers had to stop what they where doing to ask if I was alright. Ever wonder why Seattle-ites drink so much coffee?

Lazy Bitches of the Day

No, I shouldn't be reading blogs at work.

Well then, where did my taxes go???

I'm interning with Social Security over the summer and today was picture day! A.k.a get your ID picture taken day. Fairly simple procedure: sit in front of the camera, wait while they enter your Social Security Number into the computer, take the picture and voila, ID card. One small glitch for me however as my Social Security Number is not in the system. I have been paying taxes for two years now...where, or I guess more accurately, who, got credit for that? If the IRS comes after me I'm blaming my semi-dyslexic tendencies. And The Man. Apparently when I thought I was writing down my number wrong on all those forms it wasn't just a funny feeling in the back of my head, I really WAS writing it down wrong.

My SSN isn't in the system, my credit card gets stolen/lost...coincidence? Probably.

EDIT: OMG, my SSN is correct but I'm not in the system. I'm hoping that sounds worse then it actually is.

You Learn Something New Everyday

This weekend I learned that while I don't suck at golf as much as I thought I would I still pretty much blow at it. After almost killing someone with an arrant chipped ball and breaking my mom's nine iron (I'm just good at these things) I decided to call it quites. I will never make fun of professional golfers again. Getting the ball in the hole is a lot harder than it looks.

Nordstrom's Anniversery Sale and KARMA

Today at 7AM I, along with hundreds of other shopping obsessed Seattle-ites, burst into Nordstrom's Flagship store hoping to be the first to paw through the Anniversary Sale merchandise. While I admit to being shell shocked at the sheer mass of speed walking shoppers for the first ten minutes, I soon snapped out of it and proceeded up the escalators. Quickly and efficiently (if I do say so myself) I spent one hundred and thirty nine dollars on the pair of jeans, two shirts and a North Face zip up that was at least fifty percent off. Yes I put back many other items(one jacket I may go back for), no I do not feel guilty. I then proceeded down to SHOES where I practiced unheard of self restraint, only buying one pair. Steve Madden black flats with buckles on the fronts. I've been looking for a pair of black flats for about a year so this one was guilt free. All of these wonderful purchases I owe to my dear friend Visa who fronted me the cash for my shopping spree. All totaled I manged to spend about two hundred dollars in an hour. Go me and my credit card!

Two hours later:

After arriving at work and actually doing something for two hours I decided it was time for a coffee break. Arriving at Starbucks I opened my wallet for my debit card only to realize that my credit card was not there! When several minutes of searching proved futile I gave the card up as lost. Was my bank account trying to tell me something? ("Selena, we don't HAVE two hundred dollars to spend on clothes," or "Selena, you CAN NOT under ANY circumstances spend more money at Nordstom's this weekend. I simply can't handle it.") A few choice words later I returned to the office with much needed coffee and called the bank. Get this, someone (arsehole!) had already used my card to pay for downtown Seattle parking. Damn if this person isn't Speedy Gonzalez! Although I personally would have spent more at Norde's... I'm glad I noticed my card was missing when I did: now when they use my card again it will be BLOCKED! HA!

What am I most upset about? I can't in good faith go back to Nordstrom's this afternoon and spend more money. Although in the grand scheme of things this is probably for the best. Karma, you suck.

Smoothie Day!

Starbucks I remember why I love you. And this is besides the fact that you provide me with my chosen narcotic. Today you gave me a coupon for a free smoothie when I went in to get my daily dosing of drugs (grande iced coffee, no sweetener and room). But you have left me with a hard decision: Banana Chocolate or Orange Mango Banana? The coupon's good until September so luckily I have a while to decide.

EDIT: The Banana Chocolate was delicious!