Shit That I Want

Im just going to list it and update it. Maybe someone will want to buy it for me since I just got my tax bill and cant buy groceries for 3 months now.

- iPad
- Apple Magic Mouse*
- New closet interior (California, ideally. But any knockoff version that facilitates organization will do)* 1/2 closets done*
- Surround sound
- Flat screen for bedroom*
- Blueray *
- Children's books for work (specific ones) *
- Chunk of change for TEACCH materials
- Uggs (since my work kids shit and puked on mine and ruined them, and I dont want to pay for a new pair of uggly/awesome boots) **over them officially, getting different winter boots**
- Long Betsey Johnson sleeping bag winter poof coat
- new bed skirt*
- light dimmers
- Heart Eyes Long Sleeve Tee by Sauce*

That is all. For now.
Update:
- L.A.M.B dress*
- Juicer*
- Lipo

* = I got it*

Kerli

So I fell in love with Kerli's "Walking on Air" and "Love is Dead" last year while in Italy. The only English speaking channel we got in our apartment was MTV and they were playing her on repeat. So eventually her songs melted into my ear and I bought them and abused them on my iTunes to the point where for a while there she was in my Top 25 Most Played playlist. Which is weird, because I wouldn't consider her in my top 25 favorite artists at all. Whatever.

The point here is that I had to update my Emilie Autumn post from last year to disclose that I did end up meeting her. That coupled with a brief update of my facebook page - made me want to post these pictures of her. I think she has the same something that Emilie Autumn does. The gothy-hardness that I think is so cool. Kerli is definitely way more pop, but still I think she's magnificent and would like you to enjoy these pictures of her.

My Favorite Lines

By "lines" I mean things that I say. Not, like, clothes.

But today on Shopbop's website this girl actually looks like me if I had green eyes and a more rigid jawline. And I legitimately own that entire outfit.




My trip to Boston inspired a few things for me, the major one being that I need to start going out to nicer places. They feel good.

Mental Vacay

My job is demanding. It leaves me wondering on Sunday nights why I didn't go into fashion. Everyone tells me I should be - even people who are "in the know." Not that fashion isn't demanding...but Im so obsessed with it, it's like the biggest punishment hell job in the bizz would probably give me a chubs.

But alas, here I am with a shoddy audience, at best, releasing my fashion passion all over the place.

I've started my seasonal riffling of fashion-show-slide-clicking. Here are my favorites of what I've seen so far. More to come.

CLICK HERE TO SEE MY CURRENT FASHION CRACK

(I tried to embed it but had some problems so now you just have to click the ghetto link above)
xxx

Oh, and listen to this while you click away, My Little Pretties:




Then

Response Effort and I Fail the Simpson's Test

So the City of Chicago semi-recently pissed off the entire city by raising the parking meter rates. The whole city was up in arms and some vigilantes were going around in the middle of the night sawing off parking meter heads (which was awesome). So in retaliation the City of Chicago put these damn parking box's on every block...where instead of having a meter right outside your car to pop your quarters into, you have to walk your ass to the box, put money in and then walk BACK to your car and put the receipt in the front dash.

OK first of all, obviously this deserves a rant of what a pain in the ass blablabla..But I would like to make a small commentary on a variable at play called response effort. In the behavioral sciences, basically, if a response is too effortful and doesn't have a worthwhile payoff then the behavior decreases in frequency (goes away) and an alternative, less effortful response emerges if there's any sort of reinforcing outcome. What's at work here? Well, the City of Chicago greatly increased the response effort associated with giving them quarters. Causing people like me not to pay. Resulting in parking tickets. Resulting in more dolla dolla bills for the city. $$$$$$

I, candidly and knowingly, thought to myself early on: "this response effort is too high, I'm not doing it. I'll only be a few minutes."

I got away with it for months.

And now in the last week I've gotten 3 tickets. $50 bucks a piece. You do the math. That's expensive parking for an already expensive workout-establishment membership. Tonight, I accidentally left my debit card at home and had no quarters. And I was 5 minutes late for my pilates class as it was. So I took the pile of receipts out of the window and ripped numbers off of old ones, licked the back of them and stuck them on a receipt from yesterday (i.e. I made the 10 an 11 and the time a little later) - but it was too complicated to cover the time-paid-for, so I just bounced and crossed my fingers. I came back to ticket #3 and immediately had a flashback to college of when I couldn't register for classes because I had $400+ of unpaid parking tickets.

And then I felt like Bart Simpson in Duffless. Skip to the 10:19 mark. That's me with parking tickets. Dumber than a hamster.

http://www.watchcartoononline.com/the-simpsons-episode-416-duffless