tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64409189542796946242011-11-27T15:45:08.395-08:00A blog about the things that make my head spin continuously: work, men, marriage, work, career, travel, beauty, health, fashion, hair, etc.Flowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17841651476588673754noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440918954279694624.post-88116796979693430732009-07-10T16:15:00.000-07:002009-07-10T16:35:41.509-07:00

I am not talking about networking and talking to others in your field or fellow unemployed. I am talking about how do you sustain your relationships to your friends without sounds always depressed, hopeless and helpless? Specially here in the west coast, you sometimes schedule or make plans to spend hours on the phone with somebody on the East Coast and then suddenly the time comes and all you

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Early this week I participated in a study for a car manufacturer in Silicon Valley. I was to be given a series of scenarios regarding navigation using a GPS. It was really entertaining since I have never really thought that much about how I use the GPS and how I look up destinations in general. Of course, I get terribly annoyed at the thing every once in a while but in general it has been my

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It has been 8 months since I was last employed. It seems surreal that that much time has gone by but at the same time, I can't really recall the feeling of getting up to go to work and dealing with the small things anymore. These things take time, I know. But as I read the Facebook updates of the accomplishments of my friends: pregnancies, marriage, births, new jobs, new towns I can't help but

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My parents came to visit the last 2 weeks of April while my husband was away in Switzerland dealing with loose ends from our previous home etc. Words of wisdom: if you must make a trasantlic move do not leave affairs to be dealt with laters. Chances are that you will be caught up with your job, life, lack of work whatever not really allowing you to come back to show off your new found happiness

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I am tired. I am tired of looking for a job, a new object onto which project dedication, obsession, loyalty, fear, passion, and all my attention during my waking hours. Motivation is not in my vocabulary right now...I can't even imagine nor visualize what is to wake up feeling a sense of direction and purpose.Believe me, I had mornings when I woke up looking forward to the bread I was going to

Flowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17841651476588673754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440918954279694624.post-39945329446355812502009-01-20T18:19:00.000-08:002009-05-22T18:08:49.677-07:00

Today Obama was inaugurated. It was a cold, Washington, DC day; it was mild here in California. More than ever, I wish I was in DC but still I tried to "live it" as much as possible. I just felt that this time, this new president would mean something to me.Ever since I become a citizen, I had been waiting for the opportunity to vote for President in a US election. Finally the chance to have a say

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After two years in Huntsville, AL (I know what you are thinking, more on this period later) I was more than ready to hit a big city or so I thought. It was 1997, and I was going to start a MA in International Communication in American University in DC. I was going to finally join my generation in what I had been missing out in the Deep South, so I decided to take the plunge and look for housing

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I just got back from a long 4 week stay at home. It works like a charm every time I go and spend a couple of weeks there. Inevitably when I come back people tell me I look great. Back in grad school, a roommate of mine told me "You should go back more often. You come back in a good mood". Needless to say I wanted to slap the guy. But sadly enough, he was right. By the way, he annoyed the hell out

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Many many years ago, somebody told me in Spanish "Flor, se te salio la cadena" and I had that instantaneous realization that he was indeed correct...In fact, I was going off about some stupid problem I had and could not shut less solve it. I don't think I have ever found a better phrase to reflect a state of mind that I find myself often it.You see, "se te salio la cadena" in Spanish means that

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