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This money-spending phobia is finally getting on my nerves.
Today I got another haircut that's mostly OK, but kind of a bummer. Why? Because I keep going back to the same salon because they keep giving me discounts. And if I go to the same salon, I feel socially obligated to use the same stylist. I realized my hair always turns out a bit like hers--which I have never exactly taken a liking to.
Meh, it will be better tomorrow. It always is after I style it--not that I'm great, just more comfortable with my stuff. I just need to cowboy up and cut my own hair again. Seriously.
Well, I am 1/3 of the way between Spring Break and finals week, which is awesome considering spring break wasn't very long ago at all. My current struggle is feeling out that red zone, when I have to find a temp job because no publishing jobs are extending offers, and a underemployment is better than unemployment. I like NPR because it's an easy, time-efficient way to get my news for the day, but honestly? It mostly depresses me. I can tell they aren't concerned with sugar-coating anything for new college graduates.
One of my advisors recently shared with me her theory about how the media are making the economy worse. In their valiant efforts to report and educate, they're really just scaring the public into withdrawing all unnecessary expenses, and the flow of money trickles out more quickly than it ever would otherwise. Oh, the irony!
Like Grandma Betty always says, "For this, I have Jesus." (Fill in the blank. It helps with difficult circumstances.)
Today I got another haircut that's mostly OK, but kind of a bummer. Why? Because I keep going back to the same salon because they keep giving me discounts. And if I go to the same salon, I feel socially obligated to use the same stylist. I realized my hair always turns out a bit like hers--which I have never exactly taken a liking to.
Meh, it will be better tomorrow. It always is after I style it--not that I'm great, just more comfortable with my stuff. I just need to cowboy up and cut my own hair again. Seriously.
Well, I am 1/3 of the way between Spring Break and finals week, which is awesome considering spring break wasn't very long ago at all. My current struggle is feeling out that red zone, when I have to find a temp job because no publishing jobs are extending offers, and a underemployment is better than unemployment. I like NPR because it's an easy, time-efficient way to get my news for the day, but honestly? It mostly depresses me. I can tell they aren't concerned with sugar-coating anything for new college graduates.
One of my advisors recently shared with me her theory about how the media are making the economy worse. In their valiant efforts to report and educate, they're really just scaring the public into withdrawing all unnecessary expenses, and the flow of money trickles out more quickly than it ever would otherwise. Oh, the irony!
Like Grandma Betty always says, "For this, I have Jesus." (Fill in the blank. It helps with difficult circumstances.)