A Story About a Psychic and David Beckham

Okay. Actually two totally separate stories - one completely unrelated to the other except that I was an avid listener.

Psychic Story - Now, like any good God-fearing Catholic, I was taught to say the rosary and run in the opposite direction of an Oueja (pr "wee-jee") Board. But I love me a good tarot card reading every now and then.

So. Non-cube friend, Sheera, has been coming to a lil twenty-something crossroads. Solid job, solid fam, solid friends (ahem, like moi), solid awesome gal, but whereas my crossroads is deciding on which half-price martini I want at Happy Hour (which should never be a problem...if they're half-price just get both), Sheera's actually a real person and is dealing with matters of the heart.

Looking for a little perspective on the many unknowns of twenty-something life, maybe hoping gain some direction regarding the relationship issues at hand, Sheera consulted Norm the tele-psychic. Now. Normally if it's anything beyond a single serving co-ed encounter, this twenty-something blogger is not at liberty to comment. Period.

Because it's easy to joke about that Sunday Funday 'one night stand' who sleep walks and scares your roommates because they found 'one night stand' passed out on kitchen floor (hypothetical). Not so easy to joke about your boyfriend forgetting the anniversary of the second picnic you went on when you first started seeing each other but weren't yet officially dating (also hypothetical).

I digress.

Out to dinner last night, she relayed the story and it took us all 3 hours to pick our jaws up from the floor. She got the freakiest, most point on, 'OMFreakinG write this down' reading. Over. The. Phone. Dude is legit. Like dead on. [see? there's a whole world of being tethered to a phone that we don't even know about. the paranormal world. cue Twilight Zone music].

Example...Norm tells Sheera she'll have twins by 31. Okay. Cool. Norm tells Sheera to get out the generators. Huh? Yeah funny thing about later that night, their house lost power for two hours. Regular non-storming Sunday night. WTF. Anyways. Then he told her not to get the surgery she was considering...considering. As in had not consulted a physician yet. I'm sold. Norm can expect my call.

David Beckham - By six degrees of separation, I have had contact with David Beckham. I'll post that later. There was just an earthquake. And Corkey wants us all to hear AC/DC before we go...

How is NKorea like The Office?

...funny thing about kim jong il is that he's a lot like my boss...

which game are we streaming today?

Useful Twenty-Something Tools.

From time to time, it's okay to post useful tools for struggling twenty-somethings:

12 Things We'd Tell Our Bosses if We Could

(#8 is a personal favorite)
The author of these juicy tid bits has a blog, "The Amazing Adventures of a Working Girl". Sister must be high on white out. Unless her adventures involve secret pow-wows on the 12th floor, a splash of Baileys in her morning mug, or Sexual Harassment Fridays become a recognized office event, then her experiences fall short of 'amazing'.

So saddle up for some life lessons with Ken.

Speaking of tools? Here's The Situation to tell you that Jersey Shore 2 premiers on July 29, 2010. OMFreakinG. Fist pump. Oh yeah.

If it's not Google. It sucks.

Three things you should know about me: I love Google.

Actually, that's the only thing you need to know. Btw. Google saves lives.

J-woww's roommate, KSwift, works a second job at a restaurant. Bless her twenty-something soul because I worked at Dunkin Donuts for the better part of my high school/college summers and whether it's five course meals or a decaf with a muffin, serving sucks. And while your co-workers may be nice, they're effing nutso.

So KSwift was locked in the walk-in freezer by a fellow server (ahem. nutso co-worker). It's sound proof and in the basement...oops! KSwift used her twenty-something savvy (aka cell phone) to access Google since she doesn't have the restaurant number saved. Within minutes she called the maitre d' and VOILA! was saved from a fate of frozen limbs. It's because of Google that she's alive today to tell the tale.

Welcome to the Working World

My new roommate, Barbie, is in the throws of her first day of work as a nurse! Welcome!

It's so fascinating to see some one else experience the newness and the general freak-out of "GMTFO of here I'm not ready to give up my freedoms" and "OMG this is like college with a paycheck".

Rat racers who actually have a 'path' can kind of gauge their life plans accordingly. Like Swolf (college roommate, making her blog debut). Swolf is a high school social studies teacher. Or what I like to call History Teacher. So after a year...maybe two...of planning lessons and being hazed, she can look forward to firm footing and her own classroom. From there it's tenure, teach more, then retirement.

At The Office, we're just a bunch of ADD spaz-heads in an incubator. Keep flapping your arms until either the dust settles or you take off. Unless a better offer comes along. In which case - bang it out. Chea!

Remember how it's 80 degrees outside?

In case you were wondering.

It is a much much nicer, sunnier day elsewhere:


Thank you J-woww. I hope BP juices its environmentally friendly ooze all over your beach towel.

Here's what we call an HR nightmare

HAMILL - Official Teaser from Hamill the Movie on Vimeo.

Viral videooooo!!!! Well Disney has met its orphaned-black-kid, underdog-championship-basketball-team, Titan-remembering match. Because Hamill is about a deaf pro wrestler. What. Now.

And now let's get really inappropriate: I don't know any deaf people, but my cousin attends a local college with a considerable population of deafs. He's told me stories about walking through the dorms late at night...and because of some certain noises emitting loudly from the rooms, he and his freshman buddies have dubbed the 'deaf wing' the 'Chewbacca wing'...take a second to consider that. Probs not video games.

Cube landers hit up the viral video with views, so naturally I had to share the Chewbacca tale. Had to. And Miz, Colby, Corkey, Nealon and Crook instantly broke out in 'Bacca moans'. Miz got a little carried away. I'm still trying to erase that mental image.