Two Truths and a Lie.

By the end of the week, I am thoroughly wiped of anything fun to post. Seriously. I tend to utilize my creative flow more successfully during the week, and by Friday, I just want to be Rebecca Black (minus the teeny-bopper music video). A little bit about me at the moment:

- I am sick. And, as far as I can tell, the rest of the universe is with me on that one.

- I applied to a total of seventeen jobs this past week alone. Coming up with seventeen unique cover letters is a challenge, my friends, a real challenge. How many different ways can you share with a company that you are qualified to work, enthused to learn, and desperate for some cash? (Insert wink face here)

- I need to get my highlights retouched. I'm not Whitney Port.

- My brain is running rampant with three business proposal ideas right now. However, I have neither the funds nor the resources to get anything off the ground. Bah-effing-humbug.

- I donated $10 to Japan this past week. That was a quarter of the money left on my debit card. You're welcome, Japan. I'm not as selfish as some would think.

- The summer can't come soon enough. People have been saying that for months, but I really can't wait because both my brother and cousin come home from school. The year seriously drags without them by my side.

- Freakonomics has been sitting on my coffee table for weeks now, and I'm only half of the way through. Maybe I should stay home this weekend and just plow through it. I mean, everyone sings this book's praises.

- What I'm wearing: A neon green sports bra, a pair of Miss Sixty jeans, Construction boots-turned-glam-heels and a thrifted, oversized Trucker jacket-wrap thing. And I dish out style advice.

...But on that note: Taylor Momsen's style, hot or not?

I'm going with not-so-much, Tay Tay. A varsity jacket, some leopard-printed booty shorts and knee-highs does not a fashion icon make. Do you kiss your mother in that outfit?