Festered Wound.

Guess what bored Jaimie does? Goes back to every blog post and adds tags to them. I have a couple hundred left to do. Why didn't I think of tagging earlier? Oh well.

P.S., I came across some of my depressing blog posts about when google deleted all of my pictures on my blog (through google plus).

If anyone can figure out how I can get all of those pictures back on instead of the black pictures of death, I will personally send you $20. And your favorite candy bar too, if you'd like.

Think about it.

Dinner: FAIL.

Husbands are great for:

Getting things from high places {if they are 6' 4" of course}, and

Opening things.

Well, my honey bee sugar Euro pie wasn't home tonight when I needed my Spaghetti sauce opened; I tried, and tried, and tried.

So for dinner, I had spaghetti noodles and broccoli.

Could it be?

I just noticed that all of a sudden here on my blog, all my pictures that got deleted from my Google Plus fiasco are no longer blanks, but now are black "pictures" with an {!}.

Could it be that the Google geeks are trying to clean up their terrible mess, and are trying to recover all my pictures that were deleted?! Probably not. But I can pretend.

Abandonment.

Ok, so it's been a while since I've blogged, (well, "a while" in my book). I blame it on the fact that I'm still pretty upset, but not as bad as I was a week ago, about my blog being ruined (in my eyes, at least) b/c of Google +. It's so convenient how they now warn you when you delete a picture, that it will be "deleted from all other Google products: picasa, blogger, (etc.)" Fail. Thanks guys.

But you have to see my point, I've been blogging for about 3 1/2 years, and now 653 pictures (that's how many were in the album when I deleted it) are just GONE?! All that time and effort, just to disappear with a click. It's just a lifeless blog now; but then again, I guess that's what "traditional" journals are like, right? No pictures and all words? That sorta helps. Not really though. Call me dramatic, but seriously, it's not cool.

But alas, I guess the blog will go on. I've got a recent concert to account for, recipes I have tried/want to try that I want to report about, and a vacation coming up starting this Friday, so...here I am, and I'll be back to blogging soon!

Hello?

Um...What happened to my Blog picture and some of my pictures on the side?? Is it missing for everyone else?

Update: short story shorter: Google + deleted ALL my pictures from my blog when I removed an album that they had automatically uploaded when I signed up for it. I thought it was creepy and deleted it, not knowing at all that it was connected to all over Google programs!

I read some discussions and I am not the only one it has happened to, but apparently there is no solution.I'm going to go cry now.

Luckily I guess, I still have probably most of the important pictures on my computer still, and will have to re-upload the main ones, (blog title, stuff on the side, etc) but as for individual posts, GONE. there's no way I can go through each one of them and re upload them. My blog posts are ruined.

If you get Google +, don't delete your albums!!!

End of story.

Nails.

I never paint my finger nails; I can't even remember the last time I did it, because I never liked to.

This is not to be confused with painting my toenails, because I do that much more often, but I'm the kind of person that doesn't really keep up with them consistently either.

Wow, am I making myself sound like a really sloppy unfeminine person? Maybe.

Anyway, I decided to paint my {finger} nails the other day, and again today. And you know what? I was reminded of why I DON'T do that. It's so incredibly annoying. You have to waste so much time just waiting for it to dry {I know you are all thinking, "she has all the time in the world anyway, right?" Yeah, you're right, thanks.}, put on another coat, and another {the only nail polish I own is really light, so you need a few coats} then that top coat stuff. Then you know what happens?

You smudge them, scrape them, whatever-to-them within 15 minutes or so.

Ugh.

Not to mention, they weren't painted on perfect in the first place.

My polish is probably ancient so that probably doesn't help, but I'm pretty sure I'm never going to paint my nails again. Or...maybe I'll try buying new fresh polish? Probably not for a while.

who'd a thunk it?

Since leaving school, I think I have lost some of my educated brain cells. Lately, I have found that I have been using bad grammar or bad spelling. A friend of mine called me out on my "oh the weather outside is freightful" post below. Yeah, it's frightful. In my defense, I'm not sure if I've ever spelled that word in my life? That might be a lie, but I seriously can't remember the last time I wrote/typed that word. I was on my phone and it doesn't have spell check, ok??

This is all mildly embarrassing, seeing that spelling errors are kinda one of my pet peeves, especially if they are easy words that you should have learned when you were in 3rd grade (your, you're, their there they're, "tomarrow"etc). It's even more embarrassing when it comes from people that are in education, or studying it.

Anyway, I'll work on it.

The good and the bad.

Let's get the bad out of the way, shall we?

-I had a terrible interview today. Without being too wordy, i'll give quick reasons why it was so bad.
1) It was a group interview
2) It was 2 1/2 hours long...let me repeat, 2 1/2!!!
3) 5 people in the interview "interviewing," 3 of which didn't need to be there, 2 of which a.
was chewing their gum b. texting. really people?
4) all around not so friendly and unprofessional vibe. PS I HATE when interviewers won't
look at me when I'm talking to them, and no, it wasn't a cultural thing.
5) had to take a ridiculous test at the end, "only 12 minutes to work on it" and all.

Sigh.

- Wolfgang is working tonight so we can't watch THE BACHELOR {season finale!} during it's air time! The suspense might kill me. I think I'll have to avoid facebook status updates until we watch it. I'm on team Emily, btw.

Now, finally for the 'good':

-I got my hair cut today. and I love it! suuuper short, but I'm happy, and the hairstylist rocked my hair, and had a great personality too~definitely will be going back. My goal was to not cut my hair until I got a job...but it was getting way too shaggy. Might have hindered me from getting a job, right? ... ps I will be saying NO to that company if they ask me for a second interview. I'm desperate, but not THAT desperate.