New Year, New Resolutions

Gutentaug my dahling Interwebz! Happy (belated by about a week) New Year!

I've been neglecting you again, and for that, I do apologize. My life has been work, sleep, (maybe) eat, rinse, wash, repeat for the past 4-ish months or so. I did laundry last night for the first time in..oh...an embarrassing amount of time that I won't tell you because, well, it's disgusting. And when washing my dirty laundry, I began thinking about all I've accomplished in the past year and all that I hope to accomplish this upcoming year to make it even better than the last. So..I thought I'd share!

Last year, I won a few design awards, graduated from the toughest four years I've experienced, went to Vegas and survived, moved out of my beloved Brooklyn to a new apartment on the Upper East Side, started a twitter (self promo, so sue me), got a new job, made some ridiculously awesome new people, grew out my hair, chopped it all off, started dating again, met a few losers, met a few winners, and did it all with the best group of friends I've ever had by my side ridiculing me for my antics along the way--just the way I like it.

This year I hope to do more of the same with a bit more punch and pizazz added in for good measure. I hope to get a "legit" job--you know, the kind that pays me for designing stuff that I want to be designing (a girl can dream!). I hope to see more of those epic friends who make me laugh so hard. I hope to continue dating the wrong sort of guys so I can meet the right one for me. I hope to laugh at all of my mistakes, there's bound to be a plethora of new ones this year. I hope to work hard and continue to expand my business ventures. I hope to see my family more. I hope to start thinking of myself as my own (gasp) adult person-thingie and to start taking care of business, just like Aretha.

And above all, I hope to finally install that damn hanging lamp in my living room. That's just been pissing me off.

Do you have any hopes for the New Year, Interweb? Lose a few of those Spam-site pounds? Not that you need it, I think you're beautiful just as you are. Minus the pop-ups. Those have to go.

Mag-neato

Magnetic. Nail polish.

No, I won't be sticking to metal things anytime soon (unless I pull a Christmas Story)but it's just as epic, if not more so than being able to stick magnetic poetry to my fingers...although that would be pretty sweet too. There are little magnetic particles in the polish that move around if you put a magnet over your nails before they dry! It creates this cool hologram-ish, stripey effect that I'm totally loving right now.



Yeah. I totally bought some. I also bought the purple...they were out of the teal, otherwise I would have bought the whole set. It's that awesome.


It's epicly amazeballs to say the least; I've been getting compliments on it all day!

I purchased mine at Sephora, but you might be able to find it somewhere else. I want them to come out with a red so badly!

Warm

I got a heater at my desk at work. It's a good day today.

Punch Out

Holy bawlz Batman!


Think of the damage that this ring would do! I have a pretty massive two finger ring that I like to call my "Brooklyn Ring" that I used to wear when I had to walk home from studio late at night. You know, just in case someone tried to accost, I could punch them in the face with my heavy duty BK ring and they would run away (...in reality, I'm sure I'd miss their face and they would steal my BK ring, computer, phone, bag and any loose change I had on me.)

I love.

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SPARKLES.

Praise to the God of SPARKLE! My new motto is that hula hooping and sparkles make everything better--it's true, don't deny it! So I just about had a happiness hernia when I came across this amazing polish!

I die. This little bottle would make my day. Nay, my whole holiday season!


ps You can buy it here if any of you were thinking of sending this epicness my way...

Insomnia: Or the Ravings of a Sleep Deprived Loon

So, I've been working a lot recently. Like, all-the-time a lot. I go from one job to another, getting home around 10:00pm (if I'm lucky) or 12:00am (if I'm not so lucky). So, needless to say, I haven't been getting as much sleep as I'm used to.

I know, I know, I know. You're thinking "Abby. You just graduated. You've had plenty of sleepless nights, why are you complaining about these ones? Shouldn't you be used to it by now, yah betch?" You'd think so. But, truthfully, I got used to my summer schedule--waking up at 7/8, getting home by 6 and then hanging out. I (idiotically) thought that the sleepless nights were behind me. Oh. So. Dumb.

However, being so exhausted actually has been letting me sleep like a rock--which is nice--until this past week. When I've been waking up at 4:00am every morning. I don't know why. It's not light out, there's not a noise that wakes me up, or a ghost prodding me in my sleep. It's just my silly internal clock being all "Oh Hai! Good Morning! You wanted to sleep an extra 3-4 hours before work? WHY!? There's so much to do, including: staring at the ceiling, organizing the files on your computer, making a super awesome new playlist, generally hating the fact that you are awake, and don't forget the ever present subconscious nag--apply for jobs! Apply for jobs!"

Hopefully future employers when getting my cover letters written at 4:30 am take that as a sign of an ability to work hard and not stop until a job is complete, not the rando psycho ramblings of a 20-something who didn't (and isn't going to) get enough sleep for the past few weeks (and years).

I need a nap.
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Yeah. My internal clock thinks that this is funny. It isn't.

Apologies

My apologies, kittens and dahling Interwebz, for not having been up to date on my posting. Apparently moving from one apartment to another means that the internet gods smite you by not allowing your phone line to work, therefore rendering you interweb-less. Still. For over two months. I feel like I've been returned to the early '90s when there was no internet and playing Barbies was the choice leisure activity.

Hooray for finding new ways to enjoy my time other than withering away in the glowing blue light of a computer! I've been working, then going to my second job, then applying for more jobs (which would be easier if I had the internet, cough cough), sleeping, (sometimes) eating, and then there's that thing, you know, called laundry that legit takes up half of my one day off. I guess this is what "real life" is like. Working and sleeping with snippets of fun times like showering and cleaning my room in between. No fun new hobbies to share. No crazy stories, unless you count that time that I slipped on a jalapeno pepper in Union Square on my way home from work and almost died.

No? Me neither.

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