Just call me Molly

My Toshiba is a beautiful laptop, but after hours and hours of lugging it around, it tends to lose some of its appeal. Let's face it, it's big and it's heavy. Did I mention how big and heavy it is? Plus, I'm always afraid something will happen to it. I want something practical that I can actually carry around. Ergo...

I'm trying to decide between Asus EEE PC 1001PXD and Acer Aspire One Happy. There's actually not much difference between them. Acer has Atom N450 and 3xUSB, and Asus has Atom N455 and 2xUSB. That's the difference. So it'll probably come down to color. White vs. god-awful. But, y'know, at least I'm impartial.

I need some duct tape

I'm an equal opportunity credit giver and give credit where credit is due. My hat is off to whoever managed to do this to my Samsonite Skywheeler.

It happened on my way back from Vancouver. The poor thing survived 3 cons and came back mostly intact (only somewhat battered and bruised). But it was no match for some overzealous airport worker with, apparently, Hulk-like strength.

I'll need my/a suitcase in two weeks. I wonder if this is actually fixable. And there I thought, if I buy Samsonite, I'm set for life. Or at least more than a year.

What a difference 4 clicks make

That was by far the longest correspondence with a potential employer since I started looking for a part time job. She sent me one PM and two e-mails. OK, they were really short e-mails, but still... Quantity FTW!
The woman (I actually still don't know her name*; she's obviously either very unprofessional or very secretive) will let me know if I got the job at the beginning of next month. Hopefully not while I'm in L.A. cause that would just suck. Trying to find a job so that I could go to the con just to be foiled by the said con? Talk about irony.

*Well, maybe I do. I only had an e-mail address that really didn't say much and it took me 4 clicks to find out her name and where she works (I'm not 100% sure, but chances are that that really is her). It shouldn't be that easy.

Yes, this IS a cover letter. I don't care what you say.

Looking for a part-time job

When I started looking for a part-time job (and blogging about it) five months ago, it never even occurred to me that part-time jobs in Croatia just - don't exist. (It's not my fault I'm scared of dogs, don't like cleaning and ironing - don't judge me, nobody likes that, I'm not a student and subtitling firms don't need someone who speaks English and Spanish and has a 12-year experience in subtitling. So, like I said - they don't exist.) I lost my enthusiasm very soon and it took a plane ticket to Los Angeles to save me from an oncoming depression. My hat is off to those who spend years looking, with no luck, for a full-time job. I was overwhelmed just by looking for a part-time one.

I am not saying I almost gave up, but... I did. Almost. I just won't say it.

And then I came across someone who was looking for article writers for a portal. Part-time job in Croatia?! I couldn't believe it. Writing and getting paid for it? I love writing! (And I don't hate the money either.) OK, I never wrote for a portal, but I write my blog. That's similar. Right? Besides, I can adjust. If I have to. I can even be dry and dull if need be. Probably. Maybe. There's a first time for everything. And the best part, I'd be working from home. I'm an expert, I've been working from home for 12 years. I took to flexible hours like fish to water and I don't need my boss peeking over my shoulder to meet my deadlines. (I'm pretty sure my inner procrastinator hates me. I ignore it.)

But... (There's always a but.)

It's not easy getting a job, even a part-time one. There's a lot of competition, people need money for cons (or is that just me?), there's always someone with more experience. Thank God I have something up my sleeve.


Yes, I did send this as a cover letter. Only it was less, y'know, English. Two hours later I got an e-mail. The woman that placed the ad asked me how much I would expect to be paid. That's an unfair question. Of course I'd like to get as much as possible, but ultimately it's up to her, isn't it?

I am blonde, light blonde...

...with a touch of silver. Or at least I was supposed to be. According to my hairstylist. It kinda turned out more brownish with a touch of orange.

It's actually not a bad color. Out in the daylight. In the house it just looks like this:

Guess I'll just have to stay out of the house. lol

I also got rid of most of my hair. Y'all remember what demon Meg looked like in season 1? Yep, that's the do.
Oh yeah, I'm getting ready for the con. lol

There once was a...

...video with both video and audio. I made it out of my VanCon 2010 photos and my photo ops and added Cold as ice and Without you to make it less, y'know, soundless. But it turned out that Foreigner is owned by WMG and YouTube disabled the audio part of it. So I removed Cold as ice and added Crazy love (yes, the version with Jensen) and uploaded that to YouTube. Luckily, Jason Manns isn't owned by WMG so I didn't have to change everything all over again. This version here is the third version. It has only my photos. No photo ops and no other people's songs. It is my attempt at avoiding copyright issues.  
Mostly original version is still somewhere on YouTube, though.

I kinda really liked the first version. This is what was left of it.

I wish I was a professional photographer

So, there's this ad. Finally. There was absolutely nothing interesting in two and a half months. Unless I wanted to move, learn to drive in a week or go back to school again (y'know, ppl, I could photocopy stuff even if I wasn't a student). Where was I? New ad, interesting... Oh, yeah. I'm talking about portal article writing. (Is that even a word?) I mean, writing articles for portals. Or in this case, one specific portal. It opens its doors (pun intended) in the next month and will have articles about things that interest women. (Good thing I'm of the female persuasion then.) 

Of course I could can write non-bitchy stuff. *huffs*

I actually like writing. Granted, I never wrote articles, but there's a first time for everything. (OK, that's bull. There are a lot of things I'd never do.) But I could definitely see myself as a part-time article writer.

Hmmm... Would a series of articles (with pictures!!!) about Jensen and Jared (and/or LAcon) be of some interest to women? Just a thought. (Yeah, yeah, I know I have a one-track mind. lol) Did I mention there would be pictures? :D

But actually, that's a good idea. I could write a series of bloglike articles for my blog. Something along the lines of:
-What to do at Pleso while waiting
-What to do at Munich airport during a 6-hour (OMG!!! 6 hours!!!) stopover 
-How to survive a 12-hour flight (with pics of fugly airplane food)
-How to go to LA and see nothing but the hotel
etc.

Off to sell myself... I mean, write a cover letter.

About my profile pic...

Not my hair. And not my make up. And I usually don't look all that 'old photo'. But everything else, yeah, that's me. Probably. :p

LAcon: check

Obviously, I already have the most important things. Everything else is just icing on the cake. *nods*

Size 36, baby!

Yes, my new jeans do deserve a post of their own. *nods*

 

A year and a half ago I finally found a pair of jeans I actually liked. And then I went and lost all that weight (24 lb since May) and now I can't really wear them anymore. *is bummed* Especially when I'm flying because apparently:

(That's true, BTW.)

So I had to go and buy myself a new pair. (I really hate shopping.) It was doubtful if I'd actually find something. (I'm picky.) But I survived 5 hours of late night shopping (yay me) and came home with a pair I really, really liked the last time I was at Westgate (5 months ago) but couldn't buy because they were too long. Apparently, size does matter. Size 36 jeans are much shorter than whatever size I was before, so, y'know, all this weight loss worked quite nicely for me. :D

It's official...

I'm going to LA next month. :D

I had a really lousy end of the year. My parents had another one of their financial crises which of course meant no LAcon for me. Not that they said anything, but how could I spend my money on myself when they needed it. That, of course, made me really angry (seething's the word) because it's been like this since I can remember. Well, at least since I started working 12 years ago. 85% - 100% of my money always went to them. Which is OK, I don't need much. But when I have to give up probably the only thing I'm looking forward to because they couldn't make things better in over a decade... Yeah, I didn't take it well. So I tried to avoid anything Supernatural-related because it would just remind me of everything and that would make me angry all over again. But, of course, the more I tried to avoid thinking about the con, the more I thought about it. And boy, is being angry all the time exhausting. On the bright side, I did lose 10 lb. Turns out, when you're seething, you're just not that hungry.

In other (good) news... I managed to get a decentish plane ticket. I was worried that the price would be through the roof cause the con is in a month, but it was like half the price of what I paid when I was flying to Vancouver. And I bought that ticket months before VanCon. Go figure. The only problem is that I'll have to wait for 6 hours at the Munich airport. (Hence the ish part.) It was either 6 hrs or hour and a half, and since it's winter and there's always a possibility of snow, ice, fog... I just didn't want to risk it. This is the first time I won't be stopping over in Frankfurt, but that ticket was $300 more, so I figured, I can live with Munich.

I just don't know how I'm supposed to watch 100+ episodes of Supernatural in a month.