Applications of Doom, Chapter 423,987,268,522: In Which I Rejoice Greatly

I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE!!!!!!!!! With ALL of them! Now I just have to schedule one more audition and figure out how I'm going to work the two auditions scheduled on the same day, but all the thinking stuff is done. HOORAY! And I finished them all before the end of the year. Happy 2011, world!

Applications of Doom, Chapter 423,987,268,521: YUCK

I hate, hate, hate writing resumes. Is it ok if I just submit my already-created artistic resume in place of a legit one? For everything I ever apply for? Life would be so much easier. Thanks, application deities.

Fajitas!

I made dinner for my family tonight in the form of fajitas and salsa. They turned out very well! I was excited. I'd never made steak by myself before, and I did! It was tender and marinated and delicious. Then I made some onions and some peppers and some salsa and some rice, ripped up some lettuce, poured some grated cheese into a bowl, and put it all on the table. It was quite successful, if I do say so myself....Chipotle, homemade style.

More cookies!

My brother and I made some more cookies tonight. Apparently, trips home are synonymous with baking so much that by the end of the time, we're all close to diabetic shock. My guide was this recipe, but instead of using pre-made pie dough, I made my own. Homemade stuff just tastes better, no matter what. I altered some of the ingredients in the pie dough - I added some vanilla, left out the salt - and instead of using Hershey kisses for the filling, I used these things:


Tasty!

Because I made mine a different shape than those in the guideline recipe, I decided to drizzle some chocolate on top to make them look a little nicer. This is how they came out:

Help...

For the entirety of my life, I have been morally and/or fundamentally opposed to one of the world's most widespread fashion trends: skinny jeans. Mmhmmm....as in, I could have written a book on how much I detested them. But today my mom, my brother, and I went shopping, and they somehow managed to get me to try them on. Maybe it wasn't that hard; I will try on pretty much whatever anyone hands me. That could be a problem, but so far it's been kinda fun. But I digress.

I tried them on with some boots...and then with flats...and I may have had a life philosophy change. I don't know what to do with myself, and I am evidently desperate enough to have taken one of those "Look at me standing in front of a mirror wearing weird clothes and holding my camera" pictures. So I am asking for help. Oh wise and wondrous blogosphere: is this a step in the direction of sweetness or is this a severe and grave mistake that will land me in the depths of fashion Hades?

Pirates 4

What do you think of this?

Nota Bene

Random fact: because I was born on Wednesday, February 22nd, 1989, I will be turning 22 on the second day of the week in the second month of the year on the 22nd day of the month in 2011. The numerical symmetry of this event is blowing my mind, and just because of that, it will be the most epic birthday ever.