Prohibition is over and so is conference season!!! 🎉🎉🎉 (@ Manhattan Beach Studios)
It wouldn’t be a luau without legit hawaiian shirts from Forever 21.
Those two days I went to the gym this month really paid off! Ha. Sorry, Amber…
One bloody knuckle, two mai tais, and three rounds later!
Kansas got killed today, but Michigan’s win still put me in first place! Their chance of beating Villanova is like one in a million, so I’ll just enjoy being on top while I can…
Currently #2 out of 75, but my bracket automatically wins first place if Kansas beats Villanova tomorrow! 🏀🏆🎉
I’m just as surprised as the boys at work who had to explain to me what a seed is.
In the event that this isn’t anything like that Survivor pool I joined and won without ever watching a single episode, I have a few questions, like how do you know if it’s a 12 seed team or a 5 seed team, and also what is a seed???
I need to make a change.
The guac is extra, and so is my boss (@ SKX Advertising Dept)
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Catching up with my coworkers (@ The Rockefeller Manhattan Beach)
All the ladies have been complaining about how cold it is in the advertising department, so our boss surprised us with these jackets to keep warm.
Wouldn’t it have been more cost-effective to just turn down the A/C?
Also, does this come in black???
I love it when Weird Science is playing in the break room at work, and I get to stare at Chet’s sweet ass while I’m eating.
Wednesday, January 3, 2018
Actual footage of me waking up for work today after being on vacation for two weeks. Yikes!
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Christmas gift from my boss… I think she’s onto me.
Thursday, November 16, 2017
SKX Global Sales Conference (@ Redondo Beach Performing Arts Center)
Hearing Schwarzenegger tell us “it’s not a tumor” was clearly the highlight of our conference.
I worked 16 hours straight yesterday and haven’t slept much these past few weeks 😩
I always need something good to look forward to during conference season, so I bought tickets to two LA shows (Sylvan Esso and Blind Pilot), an OC show (Young the Giant), and music festivals in LA (Arroyo Seco) and NYC (Panorama).
I may or may not have been delirious at one in the morning.
My boss texted me this picture of my car when she went out for lunch today. This is why she gives me USB cables and portable battery chargers for Christmas. She’s also the one who bought me a fire extinguisher after I almost burned down my apartment!
Yeah, I have no idea why she hired me.
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Unlike that one time I won the dirty diaper baby shower game by identifying 10 out of 10 melted candy bars (some without even having to smell them), my intimate relationship with candy did not give me the edge in this puzzle competition at work today.
We placed #9 out of 10 (but still #1 in your hearts!). Who needs a $2K grand prize when you get to go home with this guy???
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
NOTE TO SELF: Don’t get blitzed on bottomless mimosas on the bus before you ride every 3-D ride at Universal Studios.
Friday, November 18, 2016
Hardly working (@ Skechers Corporate)
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Hardly working (@ The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas)
Our advertising department was in Vegas for less than 48 hours, and it took me longer than that to recover.
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
File under: Questions I ask myself on the regular
There’s this tall drink of water at my work, and every time I run into him, I’m either wearing no makeup or holding a loaf of bread.
I woke up late one Monday, rolled right out of bed and into an elevator with him inside. I’ve never looked uglier than I did that morning, and he’s in there asking me how my weekend was, and all I kept thinking was PLEASE AVERT YOUR EYES. Another time, I was changing the iPads at work when I look over and see him looking at me, so I froze and dropped my screwdriver. Today, I was in the elevator with him on my way to get coffee, and I just had to be holding that freaking loaf of bread that I keep in my desk drawer. Ugh!
He doesn’t even know how cool I am.
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Happy birthday and an even happier retirement to my pops! (@ Bonita USPS)
Unfortunate circumstances kept me in town this week, but I’m glad I was able to be there on my dad’s last day at work where no fucks were given and retirement cake was served.
I don’t know what’s sadder—is it that part of my job as a web designer at Skechers involves creating e-blasts for the cafe inside our office building (how else would you know that tomorrow’s special is chicken tikka masala?!), or that while googling BBQ photos to use for their 4th of July special, I immediately recognized this spread from Smoke City Market???
If you’re looking for the key to my heart, a platter of smoked BBQ beef ribs will unlock all the mysteries.
…or my least favorite time of year.
Pretty sure there’s a direct correlation between the duration of my cold and the amount of overtime I’ve been working these past few weeks. 14-hour work days is not the cure.
Much needed sick day after working overtime every day this week with a cold! Somebody please bring me more donuts and be the big spoon.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
OMG, my mom and her emoticons.
My sister just accepted a job offer back home in SD, and I couldn’t be happier for her (or sadder for me!). The best part about living in LA is that it’s only an hour away from my sister’s condo in the OC and a few hours away from home. With my sister and brother-in-law moving back to SD, I won’t be able to just drop by whenever I’m feeling homesick anymore. I’ll also have to find someone else’s husband to cook me breakfast on Sunday mornings! Ha.
Congrats, Pammie!!! I miss you already ♥
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
I usually enjoy being on my back, but this is getting ridic.
I’ve been living off muscle relaxers, pain killers and salon pas for the past three weeks. The cause is still unknown, but I’m pretty sure I went too hard at the Paul McCartney show! Ha.
I’ve been stressed out at work lately, and the doctor thinks I might be carrying the stress in my back. If only he could write me a doctor’s note forbidding me to work overtime. It’s the least he can do, since he won’t prescribe me more vicodin!
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
My 3-day weekend can’t come soon enough.