megladdd:

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megladdd:

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I love you, Internet.


@adage:

Here’s what Maserati could have bought with the money it spent on its 90-second Super Bowl ad http://bit.ly/1dhoUTC

I didn’t realize how big Maserati went for the Super Bowl

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Coping with the fire

It’s been about 36 hours since I got the news. Things aren’t necessarily looking up but I got a needed reality check and understand the power of empathy. I’m making a list for myself, and possibly others, for how to deal with being let go.

1. Be Healthy

Cookie butter is the only junk food I allowed myself to buy. I’m sticking to my daily smoothies and home cooked meals. Primarily because I can’t afford to go out. More importantly, so the depression will be kept at bay as well as lethargy. If I start a diet of Cheetos and Oreos, which is tempting, the energy needed to improve myself and find a new job will be extinct. To make things turn around, I’ll need my health to get me through when my brain can’t.

2. Be Productive

There’s always a never-ending list of minor things that should be attended to. Now is the time to do them. My mind is constantly replaying scenarios and hypothesizing the worst. It shuts up once I start cleaning my room, cooking, or working on my grad school application. Being busy is a nice distraction from a dangerous, unproductive loop of negative thinking. 

3. Seek Empathy, not Sympathy

Having someone who’s never been fired counseling you works to an extent. They don’t fully understand, they’re trying to make it better. Find someone who’s been there and relief will come sooner. I made a Facebook status, which is ballsy for a lurker like me, and it worked. I felt like I had to see if anyone else I knew had experienced what I did. Ignoring the troll of a friend I have, I learned a lot. It’s not the most common thing; having a handful who understand is better than being surrounded by those who don’t.

4. Limit the Job Hunt

Looking for a new job feels like rubbing salt into a wound. It needs to be done but for now, I can’t make myself spend all day looking. It’s too much too soon. A couple hours dedicated to finding jobs or a couple finds scattered throughout the day are enough to be productive but not hate myself.

That’s all I have for now. Time to find a marinade for chicken breasts.


If you have to label the food you have because the fridge is full and you’re the only one using, you have too much damn food.

In gymnastics, they teach you how to roll. In self defense or martial arts, they teach you how to fall. In school, they teach you history, math, etc. In college, they teach you about what you chose and how to get a job.

No one fucking teaches you how to react when you get fired.

My former employer decided to ‘move on to other copywriters’. Blindsided is an understatement for how I feel. Multiple ‘good jobs’ and ‘don’t be worried’s had been thrown my way. Then I was told to not come in until I got an email. Alright, I guess they’re picking the next project for me. Nope, after one week of barely any contact and another week of pestering for work before sheer boredom kills me, I get the foreshadowed email.

I don’t know what’s worse: getting fired or getting fired from WHAT I MAJORED IN. I may not have been at an ad agency but I was a copywriter. Let the questioning of ability, time spent at school, career choice, work ethic,talent, and overall being begin. 

If I’m going to freelance, I have to write to the bone. The kitchen is in for a change. It’s not like I’ll lose my job or anything.


fearlessly-fit:

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I need more thug in my kitchen.

fearlessly-fit:

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I need more thug in my kitchen.



I whisk my eggs back and forth
I whisk my eggs back and forth. (just whip them)
I whisk my eggs back and forth.
I whisk my eggs back and forth. (whip em real good)

I whisk my eggs back and forth (4x)

Hop into the kitchen and turn my pan on.
Pay no attention to them beaters

Because we whip em off

We ain’t doin nothing wrong, so don’t tell me nothing

I’m just trying to have fun

So keep the pantry jumping, so what’s up? (yeah)

And now they don’t know what to do, we turn out back and whip our eggs and just

Cook em off (4x)

Don’t let egg shells get me off my grind

Keep my head up, I know my soufflé will be fine

Keep feasting until I get there

When I’m down and feel like giving up

[Chorus]

Imma get more spice in a little bit

Soon as I crack the eggs, quick pause

I’m sizzlin’ it

Whether it’s black salt, tabasco

I’m eattin’ it

But can’t none of them whisk it like I do (I)

I get to the mm-yum go ham

When they see me plate up

I whisk it real hard (2x)

Real hard

I whisk it real hard

Don’t let egg shells get me off my grind

Keep my head up, I know my soufflé will be fine

Keep feasting until I get there

When I’m down and feel like giving up

[Chorus]

All my foodies if you feel me

Go on and do it, do it

Whisk your eggs (whisk your eggs)

Don’t matter if they’re brown, white, do it do it whisk your eggs

All my foodies if you feel me

Go on and do it, do it

Whisk your eggs (whisk your eggs)

Don’t matter if they’re brown, white, do it do it whisk your eggs

Do it, do it whisk your eggs, your eggs, your eggs!

[Chorus]