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HELLO AUSTIN TEXAS!
I've been here a few days. and what days they have been.
- Public transit, the new last call? I have maybe never been hit on more. One ride = 2 ask outs and a number. all from guys way older and way skeevier than myself. so no no and no. Joseph says I need to work on my stuck up look. but really? I love riding the metro. As an aside, the first time I rode this lady swore to me that I could be on America's Next Top Model. That went STRAIGHT to my head. Which is probably why I love riding the bus.
-I went out with my roomate Dora and her friends. We went to her boss's house and played drinking games. Awww just like any home I've ever had. What's best, is that I am still the token white. AHA. just like Corpus anyhow. After a few drinks, my new found friends were teaching me the 'lean with it, rock with it, lean with it' dance with the arms. yes yes, because I asked for lessons. I want to have those cool elbow movements down. You know me, wanting to dance like a black man. and anyhow, they said I was getting the hang of it and invited me out d-d-d-dancing.
- I applied at clothes shops in the mall. got two call backs the same day. What is a BA from Plattsburgh State AWESOME at? Getting mall-jobs, that's what. In one "pre-interview" question I had to "sell my outfit" For serious. that's apparently how they run it in Austin. I sold away. Thank god for Tyra. I interviewed at A'Gaci today and they said not only did I qualify as a Fashion Consultant but they want to hire me on as a floor supervisor and move me up to Assistant Manager if I do well. DId I ever mention that I hate retail? but a job is a job and income is income and an experience is an experience and I promise you, this will be an experience.
-For said job, it is MANDATORY to wear heels at all times. Gigantical Juli even more giant. But the clothes are awesomely awesome and they're 46% off for employees. and hello, Kohl's bullshitted me for months about floor supervisor and A'Gaci ASKS me.
I know, so that makes me what now? A high-heel-wearing, metro-riding, fashion-consulting, almost-grad-schooling girl-about-town in Austin, Texas. Yee-fucking-haw. Here is something that never would I ever have expected. and don't know if I want.
I think my 8 months in Corpus ghettoized me. Because I miss that place. and of course my friends. and my Corpus life? What what what? Alright, well. you know me. I'll probably try anything once. and I will probably make it cool.
Over and out!
P.S. Stephen KIng writes about the 'secret heart.' What's in mine? What's in yours? Is it so secret if I think I know what's in there but I won't admit to wanting it? or is it just not time? As John Irving would say, 'wait and see' and I think that's exactly what I will do. I hope I don't wait too long.
I've been here a few days. and what days they have been.
- Public transit, the new last call? I have maybe never been hit on more. One ride = 2 ask outs and a number. all from guys way older and way skeevier than myself. so no no and no. Joseph says I need to work on my stuck up look. but really? I love riding the metro. As an aside, the first time I rode this lady swore to me that I could be on America's Next Top Model. That went STRAIGHT to my head. Which is probably why I love riding the bus.
-I went out with my roomate Dora and her friends. We went to her boss's house and played drinking games. Awww just like any home I've ever had. What's best, is that I am still the token white. AHA. just like Corpus anyhow. After a few drinks, my new found friends were teaching me the 'lean with it, rock with it, lean with it' dance with the arms. yes yes, because I asked for lessons. I want to have those cool elbow movements down. You know me, wanting to dance like a black man. and anyhow, they said I was getting the hang of it and invited me out d-d-d-dancing.
- I applied at clothes shops in the mall. got two call backs the same day. What is a BA from Plattsburgh State AWESOME at? Getting mall-jobs, that's what. In one "pre-interview" question I had to "sell my outfit" For serious. that's apparently how they run it in Austin. I sold away. Thank god for Tyra. I interviewed at A'Gaci today and they said not only did I qualify as a Fashion Consultant but they want to hire me on as a floor supervisor and move me up to Assistant Manager if I do well. DId I ever mention that I hate retail? but a job is a job and income is income and an experience is an experience and I promise you, this will be an experience.
-For said job, it is MANDATORY to wear heels at all times. Gigantical Juli even more giant. But the clothes are awesomely awesome and they're 46% off for employees. and hello, Kohl's bullshitted me for months about floor supervisor and A'Gaci ASKS me.
I know, so that makes me what now? A high-heel-wearing, metro-riding, fashion-consulting, almost-grad-schooling girl-about-town in Austin, Texas. Yee-fucking-haw. Here is something that never would I ever have expected. and don't know if I want.
I think my 8 months in Corpus ghettoized me. Because I miss that place. and of course my friends. and my Corpus life? What what what? Alright, well. you know me. I'll probably try anything once. and I will probably make it cool.
Over and out!
P.S. Stephen KIng writes about the 'secret heart.' What's in mine? What's in yours? Is it so secret if I think I know what's in there but I won't admit to wanting it? or is it just not time? As John Irving would say, 'wait and see' and I think that's exactly what I will do. I hope I don't wait too long.