The Perks of Working at Home

I've recently began a new job (with an old company) that has some interesting perks -- or at least what I think are perks. The one I wanted to dive into now being the perk of working from home.

As a 24-year old, closet bum dresser, you can see where the appeal lay when I heard I would be working from home. Up to this point, I've only had the typical office setting, Monday - Friday from 8:30 am - 5: 30 pm (although 5:30 many times turned into 6 and 6:30). As I hinted, sweatpants and oversized tshirts are my ideal wardrobe. I would be okay wearing that 90% of my life. My previous office settings have been fairly casual with jeans the norm and shorts accepted. Still, I felt that I had to look semi-presentable around other humans.

Not. Any. More.

It's been one week of working from home, and I'm expected to work from 8:00 am - 5:00 pm. The past Friday, I woke up at 7:57 am and still made it to work on time and by work I mean my laptop that was 10 feet away. An added plus is that on my fifteen minute breaks I can take a shower or do the dishes or finish up that Netflix episode. A homebody girl's dream come true.

Also, I can eat lunch while working, and then on my hour break run to the gym or the grocery or shopping - mostly shopping. It makes for quite the productive day!

But is it all fun and games?

I'm not sure I can quite answer that yet. My only concern is that I'll lose total touch with humanity. My favorite past time is laying in my bed, so I'm not the type of person that needs 24/7 human interaction. But still the office life does give me a reason to speak to other humans (instead of just speaking to my cat). I am required to go into the office once a month, but that's negligent.

We'll see how this work from home thing pans out. I may lose what little is left of my mind. Stay tuned.

Hazing: Why the NFL is basically a fraternity

In case you didn't already know, the National Football league is pretty much a fraternity for post-grads. Okay, post-grad isn't exactly accurate as many aren't technically graduates. But you get the idea.

This whole Incognito in Miami thing comes out, and everyone is acting surprised. Hello, these are overpaid men who are use to getting what they want, when they want. Don't get me wrong. I love the NFL. I'm glued to my TV Thursday nights, Sundays, and Monday nights. But didn't we all assume that the NFL was one big fraternity? I sure did.

Just call them Nu Fi Lamda.

Twitter's New Login Screen

In case you missed it, Twitter just quietly launched their new login screen. I never really did understand the old log in screen which featured a large image of a random place that they irregularly updated. The new login page features the Twitter blue users are accustom to, a simple mobile display (since we all use Twitter from our smartphones anyway!), and a register form.

Twitter announced their upcoming IPO. This may be a precursor to that. In related news, did you hear about Instagram's upcoming ad  platform that is scheduled to roll out in the not so distant future? Ads are everywhere, y'all!

What do you think of the new Twitter layout?

But I Can't Stop Hating LeBron James

Okay, I get it. I am one of the millions that just can't seem to let go of my hatred for LBJ (the basketball player, not the former president for clarification). I pulled for the Spurs, not because I'm a Tony Parker fan but because I'm an anti-Heat fan. Who did I want to win the NBA championship? Anyone but the Heat.

The day after LeBron's second ring, so much "stop hating LeBron" content is littering the Internet. And you know what I say to that? No, I will not stop my ill feelings towards him.

Sure, I do think he's working on his image. I mean the commercials his picking to be in are really trying to paint him as a nice guy. I'm not buying it.

Why you ask? What grown man has a "coming out" party when he joins a basketball team? LeBron does. A spectacle that will forever keep him labeled in my "Douchey" category. Sure, Dwayne and Bosh were a part of it, I'm not their biggest fans either. How can a grown man go up on a stage in a televised event just because he switched NBA teams? I mean come on people, that's ridiculous. Am-I-right?!

So to all you LeBron lovers, you live your life and I'll live mine. But don't tell me to stop hating on LeBron. Because that's just impossible.

Etsy: Mardi Gras Wreath

I know Super Bowl Sunday has yet to pass, but I'm already excited for the Mardi Gras season! What better way to celebrate Super Gras than in New Orleans, a two week fun fest!

I've recently dabbled in some crafting and have begun to sell my Mardi Gras wreaths on Etsy. Wether you're in the area or want to celebrate from afar, check it out. Great price for your Fat Tuesday decorations!

What are you Mardi Gras plans? 

Conversation Snippet

Blog section that I will post when I find a part of an overhead conversation interesting, humorous, strange, etc. It's been quite some time since my last one.

Where: bar
Between: a guy chatting up a girl

Conversation snippet:


Guy: "I do dirty things with dirty people."

Blogger note: There's no way this pick up line worked. I hope. 

Conversation Snippet

Blog section that I will post when I find a part of an overhead conversation interesting, humorous, strange, etc. It's been quite some time since my last one.

Where: Oak Street, New Orleans
Between: a man and his posse

Conversation snippet:


Man: "You didn't know? All New Orleans street names are pronounced as if you're uneducated and half drunk."

Reality TV Shows: Buckwild

Sometimes I even judge myself for the caliber of television shows that I watch. I am a reality junkie who enjoys mindless hours of Real Housewives and Jersey Shore. These days, I've graduated from MTV and indulge mostly in Bravo. Yet, last night I slipped into the horrible abyss that is "Buckwild".

I wasn't planning on this to happen. I was watching NCIS and all of a sudden clicked down a channel to MTV. What was on? I'm still not even sure what it was, but Buckwild was the name. The first couple of minutes had to be scripted, badly scripted at that. And MTV plans on this show filling the Jersey Shore hole?

Didn't catch it? Here's a recap: underaged West Virginia kids who do stereotypical redneck things.

Some Buckwild quotes:

• "Muddin'" 
• "Justin Beaver" 
• "I don't even have to drive into the city to get my flirt on."

I'm sorry West Virginia that this show is associated with you. I'm just thankful it didn't take place in Louisiana. Dodged that bullet. I'm predicting this will be cut after one season (if it makes it that far).