Resilient.

Marfa, TX.

Tried gel nail polish for the first time. It’s supposed to last 2-3 weeks. I’ll let y’all know how it goes.

That’ll do, pig.

Birthday.

Perfect weekend.

Hey guys, did I ever show y’all my favorite shirt from when I was in college? -____-

Who am I. Also, college was 4 months ago.

The combination of getting my first tattoo and my first MacBook has resulted in a paralyzing cycle of vanity for me tonight, so I’m making myself post this one in hopes of breaking it.

Also, I made brie, grape, and honey pizza and Y’ALL DON’T EVEN KNOW. Inspired by Elsie. 

Mama bought a MacBook Pro today! Hollaaaaa.

This has been a week of firsts apparently. I can dig it. 

How is it that I move to Austin and spend more time in San Marcos? OHWELL. Super thankful to have an awesome group of friends already.

Happy Tuesday, y’all. Tuesdays are actually my Saturdays and Wednesdays are my Sundays. Ya dig?

Tell me, how’s everyone’s Tuesday/Saturday? Come say hi.

I’m seeing friends, celebrating Mardi Gras, and also working on some things that could potentially be pretty exciting and involve Los Angeles. Crossing my fingers toes eyeballs and limbs that I the good Lord leads me back home, aka California. Not Heaven, just yet. But California is close.

xx.

Mama got a brand new spicerack today! Check out that tea kettle too. A dolla make me holla honey boo boo child.

Also, I’m holding off on telling the embarrassing date story because he actually called me….on my way to meet up with him and his friends here in a few. Hence the party eyez.

Hotel chillin.

The mountains of boxes in my new apartment in Austin has made my face stick like this. Losing my mind.

In the past month I graduated from college, went back home to Fort Worth for two weeks, packed up 21 years worth of who-knows-what, had my first date in 7 months (by CHOICE, mind you), embarrassed the living fire out of myself on said date, spent two weeks in Houston to train for my new job, and moved to Austin.

My first couple of nights in Houston, I was out with the group I’m training with (other people who are in my sales position but at different locations). One classy lady decided to tell the entire group that she and her husband are swingers. She followed her please-set-my-ears-on-fire story with the question “so how many sexual partners have y’all had?” If this is adulthood, someone come pick me up.

I won’t tell the embarrassing date story unless I’m asked. Still cringing at that and no, I haven’t heard from him since. That night is now filed under “when someone asks what your most embarrassing moment is, this is the story you tell”.

My new job is in sales—not what I was expecting after graduation but I’ve come to like it. I’m the only female sales consultant in my store and it is awesome. The guys (about 7 of them) are all hysterical and have totally welcomed me. Not to mention that being the only girl will work to my advantage tremendously.

Last night I went to Barbarella, a bar in Austin where on Thursday nights they only play 70’s music. I went with two of my oldest friends. Last night was too many cranberry vodka sours and American Spirits. Who says I’m done with college?

Also, there is an Austin tumblr meet up. Is that a good idea? Is that something I should do? Is that how I want to make friends?

These are not rhetorical questions. I’m unpacking boxes on a Friday night, for crying out loud. Say hello. 

It’s getting hot in here.

Why is it terrifying to me that this was sitting in my drafts and I have NO recollection?

Heh. So stoic~

For the past two weeks I’ve been posted up in a hotel with a corporate credit card, about 3 weeks out of college…..and I’ll I can do is complain about my tummy ache.

I’m in a new city training for my new job. I move to Austin Saturday, start work Monday. I’m ready to be settled for the first time since I was….8? Thank God.

Hello from my face.