Sappy input and thoughts - who inspires me.

Who inspires me you say? My mother. 

I could write a novel about my mothers good deeds, how she’s constantly teaching me about life, how to raise two kids by yourself, and how to be a good human being. 

Today however, I was thinking about my mom and how at late in life she decided work should be fun. yes, work should be fun, and to anyone who says otherwise isn’t someone I need to listen to. 

When she got laid off a year and a half ago, instead of looking for more office work she decided to enroll in beauty school. 

Her transformation has been incredible. I couldn’t be more proud of her. 

The lesson I’ve taken away, and everyone should take away is, leap! grasp life, laugh, be joyful and thankful and you will be shown your path. When you see your path, take it, no matter how silly it seems or how old you are.

One of things my mother used to say to me is “Noble have I created thee, why doth thou abase they self” It is incomprehensible why you would with such strong and loving words assuring you that you are worth more. Worth more than to hate your job, your life, your career,your friends, your existence. 

Your brain is just a muscle, it is not the boss of you, you tell it what you want and it will make it happen. 

New goal for me: everyday laugh, everyday tell myself what I want. 

To Pay or Not to pay..my dilemma in dealing with social media events.

If you’re interested in Social Media, how do you determine whether something is worth paying for or not? How do you quantify whether your $15 to $50 luncheons, parties, lectures and gatherings are going to yield interesting or even relevant information? Does it need to? 

Do you simply go because you need to be seen? To be a real life presence to back up your virtual existence? In some ways yes. You do develop contacts this way and it can be very helpful. When you are first starting out and you have all but 7 friends that are following you how do you even begin? That’s when these social events might be worth paying out of pocket for. I’ve met incredible people, made friends and even developed deep meaningful friendships out of these events. So in this way the outcome completely outweighs the initial cost of paying. 

It’s very different when you have your company to sponsor you, but for freelancers how do you justify the money you spend out of pocket for these events. 

I ask this question out of simple curiosity, as I recently came upon a situation where I had this dilemma. So many events boast how this is the networking event of the year. What makes it that? The last time I went to this event it was so yawningly boring I left early. All I did was meet people who knew very little and I was pretty much pelted with questions the entire time. I hung out with people I already knew and all we did was talk about how annoying this event was. And why were we being charged $7 for bottled widmere? And why exactly did we pay to get in if we got two drink tickets and hummus dip? barn I’m out. 

These seem like petty complaints to be sure, but if there’s no speaker why exactly are you charging me $40 when you’ve listed all these sponsors? If it was for charity? I get that, I’m all for paying for things when it goes to charity. 

This isn’t about me being cheap or a curmudgeon. It’s hard to feel like I can justify the hundreds of dollars I spend each year on events when I don’t garner new knowledge. My purpose is for interaction in the real, and I can, and have done that in many different ways. 

I do plenty of social events which are me paying for me, or are sponsored, really sponsored. So explain to me why I need to pay for an event which gives me so little but I am expected to go to? I equate this to paying cover to get into a club. Why? Why am I paying a cover? So I can buy over priced drinks and rescue my idiot friends with running away with some drunken dude-brah date rapists? The geisha doesn’t pay cover or babysit. So I may have to skip this one. 

There is no remedy for love but to love more.

— Henry David Thoreau

Are you a unicorn? or some other kind of mythical creature?

So, I started to realize my standards as of late have become ridiculous.

To be amazed a man is clean cut, well groomed, and has a job? ladies! these should be foundations, not wants.

really, i’m just happy if the man doesn’t have a stupid looking goatee, or a beer gut, or for god sakes just calls me the fuck back.

I’ve spent the last 2 years after Patrick compromising. Making excuses, seeing the inside instead of judging the outside. NO, does not want. seriously?

I have absolutely lost all patience for flaky, inconsiderate, no job, loosers.

sorry guys bring something to the table.

I have so many gorgeous, talented, smart, lovely woman who put up with these bums.

It’s time for a revolt.

hrrrthrrr:
hate that.

hrrrthrrr:

hate that.

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some sage advice given from miss cookie

ME: E!!

E!: miss cookie!!

ME: miss cookie had a melt down

ME: but is now back

ME: calm a serene

ME: found out caleb is now engaged

ME: to that cross eyed beast

E!: oh man

ME: i was shaking with rage

ME: but my mom came and picked me up

ME: and i cried

ME: and she made me a samich

E!: oh man

E!: im so sorry

ME: and now all better

ME: it's ok,

E!: good!

ME: it's not like i want to be with him

ME: that's not the emotion

ME: he just hurt me so bad

ME: he doesn't deserve any kind of hapiness

ME: he hurts the miss cookie

ME: so much worse then any man has

E!: well...elise is being an idiot tonight

ME: oh?

ME: cute guy who doesn't pay attention to you?

E!: yep

ME: don't be an idiot

E!: i fucking suck

ME: god damit elise

ME: your supposed to be smarter

E!: he's so goddamn cute

E!: I KNOW!

E!: SEirously man, cute guys are like my kryptonite

ME: your younger than miss cookie

E!: no joke.

ME: what kind of thing is that to say?

E!: common sense goes out the window when a cute guy is involved

ME: like how are cute guys not everyone kryptonite

E!: especially a tall cute guy...with an incredibly sexy 5 oclock shadow...

ME: it's true you're kind of a tard

E!: fuuuuuucl

E!: HAHAHA

E!: i really am

ME: but i still love you

ME: and i'll be hear to talk you down

E!: we all have our vices

E!: mine apparently is asshole douchebags

ME: atleast yours are cute

E!: HAHAHA

ME: yes,

E!: im so glad we can commiserate

ME: mine is arrogant smart geeks

ME: there's something about a man doesn't instantly want to give me everything i want

ME: that wants to destroy all self love i have, there's something instantly that makes them attractive

ME: sometimes their not even that smart

ME: they just think they are

ME: 10% arrogance will make up for the 90% of brains

E!: see dude, this is my problem

E!: im attracted to brosefs

E!: im seriously attracted to douchebag frat guys

E!: and its AWFUL

E!: i wish i wasnt....but ive come to realize that I really am

ME: disgusting

ME: elise

E!: its putrid

ME: we hate brosef

E!: i know

ME: we hate!

E!: it makes me sad

ME: no one likes brosef

ME: maybe its like taco bell

E!: its so bad for you...but so good

ME: it sounds like a great idea

E!: hahahaha

ME: then 2 hours later...no

ME: not so much

ME: it makes me sad too

ME: brosefs need to be with bar skaggs

ME: and you my darling are no bar skagg

E!: this is very, very true

ME: they belong together

ME: your much too pretty for that bs

E!: well maybe Nick the Sales Guy will royally fuck me over thus obliterating my attraction to brosefs

ME: is this like some kind of self punishment

E!: it must be.

E!: it really must be.

ME: no i think it would just increase it

ME: lol

ME: you love brosefs

E!: oh god, thats so true

E!: hahahahaha

ME: it's disturbing

E!: it is.

ME: for A your not stupid

E!: i need to find a super punk guy, or a hipster, and fall madly in love

ME: so automatically

ME: that could work

ME: wanna start going to these parties with me?

ME: that's all that goes

E!: yes!

ME: hipsters, punk dudes

E!: absolutely.

E!: take me away from Boiler and the brosefs

ME: ok but if i see you b-lining to brosef you must allow us to veto

ME: yeah you gotta stop going there

E!: yeah. for sure.

ME: the thing is your so much prettier than those girls

ME: it's like your trying to prove to no one that matters that your better than those skanks, we love you honey,

ME: and you are better than them

E!: thats an interesting way to look at it

E!: i never thought of it that way

ME: for god sakes look at you

ME: your gorgeous

E!: eh

ME: your face is exquiset

ME: and you've got great skin

E!: 30 more pounds and i'll be gorgeous

ME: and hair

ME: no, your gorgeous now

ME: and baby girl you know this cause it's the truth the men who are gonna like you when you don't like yourself arn't gonna stick around

ME: plus your friends are gonna hate them anyways

E!: you are wise

E!: very very wise

ME: lol

ME: you'll find someone whose cool and handsome and wonderful

ME: but you gotta be ready for it too, right? maybe that's why you like brosefs

ME: cause there's no way you could possibly be serious about those jack offs

E!: man...you bring up VERY good points

E!: i think you're right....i probably look for brosefs because i KNOW its not going to be a long-term thing

friend E is typing a message.

ME: but just cause it's not, doesn't mean it still doesn't hurt

ME: just like my loving caleb him not living up to his word doesn't negate my love, or how much he hurt me, it still hurts. but maybe your punishing your self

ME: i know i do it

ME: i'm sure i do

ME: even when i know it's not right, and it hurts over and over again,i'll hang on for dear life as their trying to shake me off

tiffany:

Genius.
( via artonkels )

wow…too much cuteness!

tiffany:

Genius.

( via artonkels )

wow…too much cuteness!

Reblogged from artonkels

Delivery is a combo of two things I love most..eating …and not moving

— Jim Gaffigan

I think it’s important to know

I think it’s important to know, I can be a bad influence..I’ll tell you to do things cause I’d like to tell a funny story usually on a public forum like this. Sometimes I say things like i’d like to make some mistakes tonight…and I do.

Sometimes I feel like maybe I need to slow down..then I laugh at how silly that sounds.

Sometimes I fear I may need to get a boob job eventually, or that if I loose too much weight I’ll actually have a lot of wrinkles under my very fleshy peachy skin.

If pizza were a person I’d totally marry it..but the only problem is, pizzas always hanging out with salad, and salad is kind of a bitch, i’d like to enjoy pizza without salad always hanging out with us, making me feel guilty that I love pizza.

when a girl approaches a group of guys and says hello boys, it’s sexy, when a guy comes up to a group of girls you can turn a conversation creepy instantly by using the term ladies, it has high creep factor.

a mediocre movie is kind of like an ex..I liked it at the time but I don’t want to see it again…especially if the movie was kind of ass.

Last night I was told by a pretty obvious crack head how this cop walking by was really hot…I found this ironic and I laughed a little in my head. crack heads…they always make you feel better about your life..next time you feel like your fat or not good looking or fail..go to walmart, walk around for an hour, just walk, get your self a slurpy and just walk around, it’s the greatest therapy of i’m pretty you’ll ever have.

I find cat prints on my windshield hilariously cute, it’s like they loved on you. dunno why, I think it’s funny.

college is where dorks go to have sex with other dorks..it’s like a dork mating service…and that’s where your children are right now.

What I learned in home ec..how to make english muffin pizza, I was making custard when I was 7. fail school system.

When I hear stuff like my favorite movie is “you got mail” I’m not sure what to say except your man card is on suspension.

How I gauge if I’m loosing weight..the space in my bra cup gets bigger, but my pants get tighter..wait this isn’t a good system at all!

These are random thoughts I’ve had today, I realize it’s only 10:30 am..my minds been a busy bee.

Dear internet dater

Please explain to me why you have one photo up, and it makes you look like a serial killer. that the phrase put the lotion in the basket may escape from your lips at any moment.

please explain what is so facinating about my profile that you serial killer guy want to say hi. and maybe lock me in your basement.

Is it that you don’t have one friend that could possibly take a non serial killer photo of you so hard to ask? I mean let’s be realistic if you really look like a serial killer well a well placed photo isn’t going to help when they meet you, but some effort is appreciate.

Also guys? pictures of you drinking shots isn’t hot, I dunno who gave you the idea that it is..but it isn’t no more tall boy pics and no more flippin the camera off pics please.

another thing, don’t post pictures of yourself that span a decade, otherwise when i see you and your really 55 i’m gonna run away. just saying.