What I Do, Fun-wise: The internet is my playground. (Thank you, Al Gore.) I spend a lot of time on it, blogging, reading news/gossip sites, chatting with people, what-have-you. I also make a lot of unnecessary trips to Target. Not sure if that counts as fun, but it seems to take up a lot of my time... And I foster dogs for a rescue organization (RED Collar Rescue).
My Motto: "Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, Nothing is going to get better. It's not." - Dr. Suess, 'The Lorax'
My Anti-Motto: It is what it is.
The First Star I Ever Had A Crush On: Michael Jackson or Boy George. Not sure which came first.
My "celebs to make out with" list: Keanu Reeves, Kal Penn, James McAvoy, Gale Harold, Jacoby Shaddix (sorry to Jacoby's wife!)
The Last Song Played On My iTunes: "Devil" by Say Hi
Weekends and other shifts that the rest of the staff have deemed "undesirable."
Gawker - Today's gossip is tomorrow's news.
DListed - Celeb gossip by the wicked Michael K.
Passive Aggressive Notes - Self explanatory
Jezebel - Celebrity, sex, fashion for women. Without airbrushing.
XOJane - Remember Sassy magazine? This is the brainchild of the editor.
Dictionary.com - Because there, their, and they're are really, really tricky. Apparently.
The Gawker story about the Air Force's attempt to get more fighter pilots starts like this: "It used to be that every red-blooded young boy watched Top Gun and dreamed of growing up to be a fighter pilot." UM, HELLO? I dreamed of being a fighter pilot after seeing Top Gun. I was going to be more badass than all of the boy pilots. I would be the female version of Maverick.
Then I realized that my (lack of) height and my bad eyesight would make that a no-go.
Apparently it's time to remake Top Gun, because the Air Force is worried about a shortage of pilots in coming years. To make people want to be Maverick again, they're offering up cash.
As a result, the Air Force is offering a souped-up incentive package under something called the Aviator Retention Program, which was first rolled out in 1989. The program now offers a $25,000 signing bonus per year for nine years — nearly twice as long as the usual contract...
That's $25k A YEAR. Damn me for being short and having bad eyes.