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I am a Los Angeles-based twentysomething. I have a profession, and I have a secret life in music, and this blog isn't about any of that. I like Blogger because I can't read what you're thinking.

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Friday, September 3   >>

DOPE

YO YO YO CHECK IT, H-DAWG HERE WITH THE MOTHAFUCKIN' SHIT ON THIS IMPENDING 3-DAY RREEEECCCESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!! I invented the recess. I'M THE THIRD HEAT. GET YOUR GRUB, YO DRANK, YO HYDRAULICS, AND YO WOMEN READY FOR THE NEXT 95 HOURS. SHIT GONNA GET REAL. REAL! DOPE-ITTY DOPE.

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Man, I'm a SUCKER for e-mail marketing. I am like e-mail marketing's dream customer. Click, open, "OH WOW THIS IS COOL," buy, then evaluate my rate of compulsion. It's kind of sad, actually.

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LOL I totally got into Big Star today. Sowhatwhocares. I also like Toad the Wet Sprocket AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT THAT.

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So I've gone through 4 interns in 5 months. Craziness. I don't get the bohemian lifestyle: "Get a job, do the minimum, get paid, leave, and repeat." I don't get it.

The interviews have started again. I'm getting pro-status at this shit.

I've learned that job interviews aren't, "Who's the most qualified?" but more "Who's the most competent and least likely to be bullshitting us on their abilities?"

That's kinda sad, too.

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The job market is so tight around here that I've had people in their 30s come in to interview for our paid internships. It sucks. It's, like, "Who the HELL am I to be telling these EXPONENTIALLY EXPERIENCED people about what I need from them?"

One guy, who was a social media marketer from Marina Del Rey, did NOT like that I was interviewing him. This was a couple months ago.
GUY: YOU'RE interviewing me?

ME: Yes.

GUY: May I speak to your supervisor?

ME: That won't be necessary; I head web operations, which is why I'm here.

GUY: What have YOU done?
It was so awkward. I was just polite and said we needed someone with a more-fresh perspective on how to handle our target.

(If you caught that, I wasn't being polite. I WAS PICKING ON HIM FOR BEING OLD. Dick.)

I hope that doesn't happen again.

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I'm so fucking ahead of you guys that I like my remixes 800% faster...

I fucking love juice.

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I'm so fucking ahead of you guys that I like my partitions formatted as BIGBONED32...

I fucking love juice.

NTFS, by the way, means NEVER THINK FORMATTING SUCKS.

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Man, I'm going to kill this weekend like never before. HAVE A GREAT LABOR DAY WEEKEND, GUUUUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYTTTTHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Sometimes I forget that lots of people read this blog--some people who I ACTUALLY know--and it makes me regret all the stupid shit I post. Honestly, guys, just let me be a retard here. I can't be a retard anywhere else (well, to this frequency.) DON'T JUDGE/H8.