Saturday, April 30, 2011

F. uck people are royally stupid.


Which group is most inane?

A. Victoria's Secret's copy writers slash marketing department for coming up with this bullshit: "4 recos on what to wear when you walk down the aisle with YOUR prince."

B. The 4496 idiots that "liked" this within 2 hours of it being posted

C. The 195 morons that commented on it within 2 hours of it being posted

D. Me for being 'facebook friends' with Victoria's Secret

E. The absurd amount of people who thought it important to watch 'The Royal Wedding'

F. uck people are royally stupid.

Xo!
dk

Friday, April 29, 2011

Eager little beavers, aren't they? Undergraduates.

I attended a guest speaker panel titled, "So you've graduated, now what?"

Were they asking me the question?

If so, I'd have answered:

Interned at a large ad agency for a bit
Slaved away for three years at a boutique agency
Became Vice President of an industry organization
Traveled to Atlanta for an young leaders advertising conference
Picked up a useless year's experience in-house
Thought it all mattered

Quit
Traveled
Returned

Interviewed for jobs
Got cold feet
Retired my resume
Instead, solicited my 'looks'

Paired my 'looks' with my more marketable 'lack of shame'
Landed myself a job: promo model
(i.e. slangin' booze at bars in ridiculous get-ups)

Applied to grad school
Returned to corporate for six months
Toyed with the establishment of a ad trafficking department
Got accepted to grad school
Quit

Visited San Fransico
Expired a majority of my dignity to Vegas
Tried to regain peace in Palm Springs
Relapsed to Vegas shenanigans

4 years short of a decade later...
I'm attending grad school

What would I have done differently?

Maybe I'd have tanned a bit more.
And, traveled a lot more.
Perhaps, not dated a series of alcoholics post divorce.
I might have used my gym pass more often.
Potentially, I'd have eaten some vegetables.

Nope.
I wouldn't change a thing.
Not a damn thing.

But, my story, that's irrelevant.
They didn't ask me the question.

The question was posed at the panelists.
And, the panelists addressed the malleable minds in the room.
Eager little beavers, aren't they? Undergraduates.

I was too, then.
When I didn't know any better.

Off they go... in to 'the real world.'
Only it won't look a damn thing like MTV had promised.
(Is that show even on anymore? The Real World?)

In retrospect...
the panelist spent over an hour saying what could have been concisely stated,

"
Good luck out there! Suck it up. Face your fears. You will get overworked. And you will be underpaid. Deal with it. Don't forget to start a LinkedIn account. Dress the part. And, most importantly, dilute your personality so severely that you may communicate with others in a robotic fashion - inviting your peers and management personnel to view and praise you, 'a true professional.' In other words, kids, fake it 'til you make it! Just remember: not a soul found in the 'real world' is 'real' - so, brand yourselves!! Cheers, may the best con artist win!!"

Am I being cynical? No.
Am I being sarcastic? No.
Am I being sincere? Always.

Good luck to all!

Sincerely.

Xo!
dk

Thursday, April 28, 2011

My name is Danielle. And, I'm an addict.

As part of a Video Commentary assignment for my Communications 435 Opinion Writing course, I have chosen to delve in to an issue with which I've had vast personal experience.

Professor Scauzillo has requested that I post my video assignment to YouTube - as well as to my blog. I hope this video provides support and solace to those facing similar struggles. Please, you're invited to share my story with your friends, family and dear ones who might benefit from the exposure.



To learn more about my experience with this topic:

http://dailydk.blogspot.com/2011/02/com-dating.html

http://dailydk.blogspot.com/2011/03/yes-i-subscribe-to-okcupidcom.html

http://dailydk.blogspot.com/2011/04/internet-dating-fixing-need-for-fix.html

Take care.

Xo!
dk

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

A case of the Wednesdays.

It's Wednesday.

I HATE Wednesdays.

In other words: I have class during the day - and at night.

Blah.

Xo!
dk

Monday, April 25, 2011

A case of the Mondays.


It's Monday.

I LOVE Mondays.

In other words: I don't have a corporate job.

Xo!
dk


Sunday, April 24, 2011

Fast lane, forever!


Went out with my sister tonight.
Result: drunken mayhem.

Drinking.
Dancing with random strange men.
Drinking.
Roses given to us by other random strange men.
Drinking.
Random angry woman yelling at us.
Drinking.

And, a moto cop chasing us home...
using his walkie to echo his voice through our pathetically suburban neighborhood... "slooooowww DOWN!"

Hahaha. Negative. Never slowing down.
Neither myself nor my sister.
Fast lane, forever.

Love this girl!

Xo!
dk

Friday, April 22, 2011

Humility.



It's a good thing I ain't got none...
because I sure do hate losing shit.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

10 Charts About Sex


My type:

Arrogant, eccentric assholes who are immature, make dirty jokes, are bored with reality, consider most things lame and most people ridiculous - and who possess a cynical, angry approach to life expressed by a dark sense of humor. Typically, they are involved in the arts: poetry, painting, music, etc.,

... unrelated to this chart ...
yup, that's my type. 100%

10 Charts About Sex

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Tea time. Times three. But, it could just be a lie.


Three Cups of Tea.

I've had this book lying around for nearly a year now.

I suppose when formal education discontinues its tyranny on my reading list, I might again engage recreational reading. But, for the time being, I'm stuck with textbooks dictating subjects in which I possess little motivation - and even less interest.

Oops. That was a tangent. Sorry.

I haven't had the chance to read Three Cups of Tea. But, I've recently come across objection. If you hurry you can download the objection (Three Cups of Deceit) free!! The free download expires today. Enjoy.

Download Three Cups of Deceit


Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Damn! I wish I'd get paid to spread my legs!


And... all these years, I'd functioned under the impression that getting paid to spread 'em may lead to legal ramifications and potential conviction.

Damn. I was wrong.

It's not prostitution if you're modeling.
[That said, I'm mighty jealous of this woman's career. Lucky!]


Xo!
dk

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Men love blowing their load into a confident woman.

Personally, I don't think this is THAT funny...
but, I'm sure it'll offend a few uptight people.
And that, that's enough to please me.


How To Get A Guy To Notice You While You're Having Sex With Him

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Jealousy is sexy... until it becomes intolerable.

Look, I'll admit... I'm not the easiest girl to date. So I have an addictive lust for small clothing and a passion for inappropriate flirtatious behaviors, so?

You need not be THAT jealous!
You're ruining everything.



Monday, April 11, 2011

Internet dating. Fixing the need for a fix.

Well... makes sense, I suppose. As I do have an affinity for escapism and addictive behavior - both in myself and (especially) in others:

" Of course, there is significant risk in online communication. If information is missing, people can also miss signs of risk. Ignoring such information can make people confuse the virtual and actual realities. Indeed, people are easily carried away and underestimate the risks of surfing the Net. Like drugs, which provide easy access to pleasure, online lovers can be dangerously addicted to the method. People want more and more, but satisfaction is limited and becomes more costly to achieve. An unfulfilled craving for drugs and cybering can cause great distress. "

Full article: How Well Should You Know Your Online Lover?

Monday, April 4, 2011

Finding the one. And all those who come after.

One of my many men once articulated what he'd been trying to say for months...
"You're the one for a lot of people... but, no one is the one for you."
Well, honey, duh! I'm flirty, fake and frivolous - what's not to love?
As for me finding the one... ewe. That's just confining. Suffocating. Terrifying! To think, just one? Does any woman want just one pair of shoes? Just one handbag? Just one shade of lipstick? Oh! Let's not even think such thoughts. How miserably pedestrian!

No thanks!

Xo!
dk