blue jeans

I've been listening to a lot more new music lately, because I have a three month subscription to Sirius/XM in my new car... Which means I get to listen to SiriusXMU, which was my favorite radio station back when it was called Left of Center. I got rid of my satellite radio subscription shortly after the merger of Sirius and XM, but I am definitely thinking of keeping it when the three months are up. It's nice to be able to hear songs that I love (they play lots of Best Coast, the Smith Westerns, and the Dum Dum Girls), and to discover new artists that I hadn't heard about.

One of the new artists I've encountered is Lana Del Rey. Well, it appears that homegirl's been manufactured like a Backstreet Boy, so it's not cool to like her... And yes, she apparently decided that collagen injections were the way to go. Well, I can't help it. I really enjoy this song:



I mean, I have no problems with manufactured pop stars or cheesy music in general, so why should an inauthentic indie pop lady bother me? I don't care what she looks like or what she used to be called, I just care if the music is enjoyable. In my opinion, Blue Jeans is. So there.

Haircut time!

Yesterday I made an appointment to get my hair cut. I am really excited, but I need to figure out what I want to have done before tomorrow at noon! I have been keeping my hair pretty short since I started working as a barista, because I don't love having my hair in a ponytail. I know that I want something fun and different, and I'd like to have thick bangs.

Here's my Pinterest pinboard of haircut inspiration: Haircut Ideas.

These are my top three cuts:

(1) I think my hair might be too puffy for this one, though.

(2) This is probably my favorite.

(3) No bangs, but I like it!

I found all these images on Pinterest, but Pinterest linked them from (1) here, (2) here, (3) here.

On Disappointment...

Last month, I applied for a pretty amazing internship. I tried not to let myself get too excited about it, but when I was contacted for an interview, I couldn't help it. I wanted it! I picked out a cute outfit, I updated my resume, and I obsessed over what questions I might be asked. The day of the interview came, and I drove out to the library and did my very (nervous!) best. A few days later, a letter arrived from the library, so of course, I knew what it meant. It was a very nice rejection, but boy did I ever cry. I can't think of a time when I've been so disappointed; for the few hours after receiving the letter, it felt like the end of the world.

I moped around a bit, and then made a spur of the moment decision to hop in the car and drive the hour down to Ann Arbor where my fella is away at school. It was exactly the right thing to do, and I was cheered up almost immediately. I ate my feelings and walked around and realized that everything's fine. No, I didn't get the internship, but it was the first one I applied for. I was one of only a few people who was even interviewed, and I gained some valuable experience. Plus, I just got promoted at my job, and I'm going to be working a lot more hours. I'm not really sure how I would have juggled grad school, 40 hours a week at the coffee shop, plus 12 hours at a library that's almost an hour from home. 

Pictures from my quick trip to Ann Arbor:

A giant onion ring from the Fleetwood Diner

Bubble tea from Bubble Island!

Maybe not looking my best, but I was definitely cheered up at this point!