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That Coco from Coco Loves Ice  is one smart lady…

“Some people collect baseball cards. I collect shoes.” –Coco

Mmm shoes.

ryerye: pour me a scotch

me: yes!


ryerye: andddd get me a watch

me: k. you get me a BMW

= black man working

i am so tired of guys not being adults. geez. C’s friend msgd me and it had the word boner in it. this is an ivy league educated guy, mind you

who is making his first impression and he makes it by saying boner


ryerye: lol

me: i want an adult male!!

ryerye: luckily women r nothing but mature always

me: LOL

blah. i’m giving up.

i’m going to the pet store this weekend and getting three cats

and a large tub of ben and jerrys with a side of papa johns

ryerye: YES PLZ

Introducing my friend ryerye. He’s full of tongue-n-check and sarcastic comments.

me:  what are you doing?

you missed shopping.

i had to eat subway b/c there was no one to encourage me to eat bad chinese food

ryerye:  lol


i slept til 1230

ive been so behind

how was it?

whad u buy

me:  a few cute work things

and girly make up things

i want to go back b/c the teen section had some cute shell tops

theyd look good with a jacket

and then go to hh and take off jacket and then viola

what are you going to do tonight?

i need someone to help me replace the filter in my ac

hint hint

ryerye:  lol

uhhhh, not sure


me:  tonight

i was gonna wish away all my fat

and clean and watch movies

ryerye:  LOL

u have no fat to wish away

dont be frontin

me:  LOL

#overheard from a senate staffer: Are we pro or con pornography? Which I think is a fair question… Apparently we are neither pro or con pornography.

“The minute I heard my first love story,I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere, they’re in each other all along.” -Rumi (Persian poet)

Resume sex at your own risk.

I just had resume sex.

Graduate school is about to end. Bittersweet. Yes I want school to be over, but all the effort of getting a job and facing the prospect of having to settle for a less-than-perfect job is so very bitter.

Which brings me to the title of this blog. Resume sex. Yes. Resume. Sex.

I needed to craft a CV for some jobs. Resume I have, CV I do not. Yes, there is a difference, and if someone asks you specifically for a CV send them a CV.

I decided to send my CV draft to a friend who is really good at editing. After I sent it to him I told him sharing your CV/resume with someone is very intimate, like someone has just seen you naked.

You spend so much time working on your resume and you feel a great sense of accomplishment when it’s finished and sent it off.

It doesn’t feel as intimate when you send it off, though. It’s more like a one-night stand. Someone is going to be touching your resume and you are going to stand there, you hope they remember something good, mostly, you just don’t want to look bad in front of them, but comfort yourself because you know you’ll never see them again.

As my friend noted, the climax of sending it felt good but you’ll probably never hear back and they probably didn’t get as much out from receiving as you did from giving.

Maybe now all the men out there will realize what it’s like to a be a woman in bed with a bad sex partner? On second thoughts, I’ll probably get my dream job before three men realize that’s true.

“I feel I’m in the middle of an awful dream. Yet I know it can’t be a dream because there are no boy dancers.” Blanche, Golden Girls

me: I need a five hour energy (sad face).

roommateP: Those things will give you a heart attack. You need adderall……I’m all out of adderall.


It’s a special life that I have.

Here is a new category of posts that reflect all the wonderful craziness that is my life.


Xtina: Well maybe after too many cocktails someone will get hot?!

Me: I’ll drink to that.


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December 2020
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