Sooooo welcome to my blog? Yeah that's a question because your homegirl here has no idea what she's doing. The only reason I sorta kinda know what a blog is, is because people have told me I should start one. Seriously, though. Blog? Who came up with that word? I'll ask Google real quick.......Ah! "Web Log". Weblog. Blog. BLOG.
Well now that the world makes sense, I suppose we can move on.
To whoever reads this (which, let's be real now, is maybe my Facebook friends) I need to be famous by Thursday. Seeing as today is Thursday, you either have a lot of work to do or you have a full week. Do what you have to, but make it happen.
Also, I know I am not the first to make this not at all outrageous, totally reasonable, non-insane request to be famous by Thursday. Allie of Hyperbole and a Half was my guiding light. Holla at ya gurl.
So I need to be famous by Thursday and you may be saying to yourself "Woah, now Emily. What happens if you do get famous by Thursday? Your blog's name is always going to be 'Famous by Thursday'! Won't that mess with your world view? Won't it mess with my worldview?!"
No.
I googled 'famous by Thursday' just to make sure no one else had that name. Turns out "Famous by Thursday" shows up on some lyrics site. I almost got discouraged but then 2 things happened: 1) The page didn't load fast enough so I decided it was safe to proceed with my name, and 2) I thought "Hey, maybe somebody will look for lyrics and stumble upon my blog instead and then I will be famous!" Win-win.
Alright. So I'm recently unemployed. That sucks, right? Not so. That company probably kicked puppies, painted butterfly wings poop brown, and were those creeps your parents warned you about poisoning your Halloween candy as a kid. I knew I didn't belong mainly because I have a soul. And it was only 7 short months before they got really afraid that my soul posessing-ness was going to touch them and get morals and ethics all over their slimy dearth of integrity. So good riddance and naner-naner-boo-boo I never liked you.
For the past month, I have been wondering what good my political science degree is as I have been getting rejected for jobs that a 6 year-old could land. I did get to take a trip back home to Oregon to visit my homegirls and Baby Bro. Also, I was able to move into a new apartment that is only slightly bigger than a mint tin. Overall, unemployment isn't so bad. I've gotten into a show that I'll call "Stories and Flashbacks About How I Married My Spouse" and I've actually started doing all those exercises that I've pinned. Aaaaannnnddddd I started a blog. :D
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