What's up party people!?... or non-party people?

How has everyone been enjoying the lovely cold weather we've been having?! I, personally, have been hating it! I have icicles forming all over me and my nose is always cold. It's the worst.

This nasty time of year hampers my desire to take photos, so I can't wait for Spring. Green popping up through all of the grey colors, flowers blooming... mmm yes please. It feels like it's been almost a year since I last saw Spring. Wait... nevermind.

I am in desperate need of a hair color and an eyebrow wax, time to hit up my girls April and Staysea from Roots and see if they can squeeze me in sometime. One look at me and you can tell I don't work in a Salon anymore.

I've been working out though, getting my fitness on! It doesn't show yet... I'm waiting patiently for my pants to start being too big. The patiently part was a total like, I'm actually not very patient at all.

I've been doing posters for Jessie Lightburn and her promoting. Just spent the past couple of days working on one for a big project she has coming up in March. Once she has given the poster the final 'OK' I will show ya and fill you in on all the details.

She is throwing a show at The Bridge Lounge tomorrow with one of my favorite bands, Ninjaspy. If you have nothing better to do tomorrow night (and you wont, trust me!! there is nothing better than Ninjaspy!) come on down around 9pm. It's 10 bucks to get in, which is a sweet deal for being able to throw down with these boys from Vancouver.

I have a good friend who might hook me up with some side work too, so if that pans out then I'll actually be making a little bit of my own money with this freelancing idea. It would be a first, and a very welcome change! Ultimately I'd love to just be a freelancer... not freeloader, freeLANCER. Don't confuse the two!

I may drunk post tomorrow night... I tend to get home from events where alcohol is involved and unleash myself on the internet for a few hours. It should be good times, good times indeed.

Now it's off to work out, stalk help wanted ads and whore myself out online for more freelance work.

This post can be considered whoring... if you have any graphics you need done, writing you need done, alien invasions that need to be stopped or even sheep that need herding do let me know!

Thank you for reading,

Adventures of... mucus?

You may be wondering 'Sadie, where have the posts been? Have you been off having crazy fun adventures that you want to tell us about?!'... or you may not... but if you are, well the crazy adventures took place on my sofa with blankets and a lot of movies/Prison Break. I've been coming down with a flu, some of you if you are unfortunate enough may already have said flu, it's going around. The 'coming down with' part apparently revolves around sleeping as if you are in hibernation, and feeling nauseous. People were calling 'pregnant!' and to that I say 'HA! hahaha! FLU!'

Apparently people want me to reproduce. If I could reproduce several clones of myself RIGHT NOW that would be amazing. I could send them out to continue searching for a job for me while I lay on the sofa and moan... and sleep. mmmm sleep. So good when you're sick.

Between couch hibernation I've done a few things towards my projects, but it's hard to think and be creative when your head feels like it's underwater. Maybe I could convert that feeling in to a fish theme? Blue colors? Maybe green for seaweed?

The 'coming down with' part seems to be over as I woke up today with a head full of mucus and a slight cough. Isn't that the most attractive sounding thing EVER guys?! I know, you wish you were me.

I might be collaborating with a good friend of mine, once this flu passes, and helping her set up a website for her crafty little self. Step one: Find friends that will let you freelance for them. It's nice when people come to me for things when they know I need the help right now. Thanks darlin!

My mom bought me a new pair of slippers yesterday, in celebration of flu season. They are pretty cute... super fuzzy baby blue with a yellow and white moon/clouds all care bear like and sparkly. They somehow make the flue a little more 'bear'able if ya'know what I'm sayin. Nothing like new warm fuzzies on your feet.

On another note... WTF IS WITH THIS SNOW?! I demand answers. I know it's still technically winter, but we were teased with warmer weather, sun and the odd spring like rain. Then I woke up to a white out and thought I was going blind or that my vision was severely impaired. After a few blinks, some eye rubbing and a head shake, I realized it was that nasty white stuff. I saw some Facebook statuses this morning saying 'more snow' so I now refuse to look outside.

If I ignore it, it isn't true... right?

I hope you all don't have the flu, but if you do, go get yourself some new slippers and watch Prison Break... pretty good cure, or rather, nurse, if you ask me.

Thank you for reading,

Flu Pest!

Hello out there internet land!

I have been 'hermitting' again with this layout and coding thing I've been working on. I swear it is like going back to school, only I feel like I am sitting in an empty class room devoid of a teacher! Self teaching is hard work kids, don't try this at home. Especially not with a flu, which is something that has been trying to drag me down the last couple of days! BAD FLU!! BAD! Go to the corner and think about what you have done!

I swear I went to sleep last night and saw CSS and HTML codes forming in to shapes and getting personalities. You know you have been doing something too long when you start humanizing things like coding. However, said humanized coding is both friend and foe at the moment. What started as trying to simply do a quick and painless makeover on this blog layout has become a long and complicated 'me being a perfectionist' marathon. I can't just let it go... can't just ignore things and leave them alone, oh no no no.

So, dissecting codes has been the name of the game for about a week now. It has been interesting and mind numbing with equal parts maddening. But with every battle comes a new victory, and I -have- been learning. If it were not for the temporary blindness and headaches from reading too much, I would probably be done by now.

It is coming closer to a reveal.

The good thing is I've been paying a lot more attention to the things you will not see (well, technically you will see, but you know what I mean) and less time on the actual graphics part. This is good why? Well because once I nail the coding I can freely and a lot more quickly play with the pretty shiny graphics of layouts from now on.

I would not be spending SO much time on things like this if it were not for two things; 1: I need to know this stuff to appease my own creative OCD and 2: I want to make layouts and freelance some cash flow in to my empty and very much starving pockets.

My pockets are starting to grumble like an empty stomach. I think I have heard rumblings here and there, and they are starting to grow restless. I have to find a way to feed them, and soon!

So ladies and gentlemanlies, once I am done hermitting and torturing my eyeballs, I will have this done.

PS: Newspaper and online job postings are still being meanies. Nothing new on that front.

If you guys happen to be nerds like me, share your bookmarks from your fave design sites! I would love some new reading material to torture my eyeballs even more!

Alright, back to the grind...

Thank you for reading,

A Rainy Story

It was 10:35 on a rain soaked Saturday morning. Sadie the unemployed Receptionist sat at her computer, staring at a blinking cursor, wondering what words would fill the empty space. She stared at her coffee cup for a second, wrinkling her nose at the realization that her coffee was cold. Had it been that long spent in contemplation? Not even a moment of thought broken to take one small sip from her delicious morning crutch?

Sighing she pushed the cup aside, shaking her head and resting her finger tips on her keyboard. 'Just start typing' she thought to herself, 'the words will come'

A gust of wind blew through her open window, forcing the curtains back. She turned her head and caught a brief glimpse of the outside world through the window before the curtains scrambled back to their respective place.

She pondered going out there, to feel the rain, to feel the wind, but she had to write something first. It had to happen, it was part of routine. So much had happened in the past few weeks to throw her routine off kilter, she could not let this be another thing thrown to the wind, literally.

Frustrated, she hammered out a paragraph. Pure and utter gibberish. She held down her backspace key until all the words vanished, and with each one that was erased, she grew more frustrated.

A second attempt at writing something meaningful was attempted, this time it almost formed in to something that had substance... almost. The only thing missing was honesty. She had to be honest with her readers, nothing less would suffice, and thus, once again the backspace key got a daily dose of exercise.

She sat there staring, once again, at an empty white space on the computer screen. The blinking cursor was taunting her now, almost like a slow and visual 'ha, ha, ha, ha' and she wanted so badly to show it up and pound out several paragraphs of pure gold, but it just wasn't her morning. She glanced at her coffee cup once more, 'Ok, I get it' she said to the cup, 'you and this cursor are trying to tell me something. You want attention and the cursor wants to sleep. It's a master plan you both have concocted and you will stop at nothing until you win'

Looking back at the cursor, it no longer was laughing. It was blinking with a slow and steady 'coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee' and she nodded back at it in agreeance. 'For today, you win. But rest well cursor, for tomorrow you are going to sink down that text box under the pressure of a thousand words, and I will be ready for you with a giant mug of steaming hot coffee.'

With that, she pressed the glowing blue button on her monitor to turn it off. Sometimes, as the saying goes, you gotta know when to hold em' and know when to fold em' and know when to walk away and turn the coffee pot on.


Good morning lovelies, hope you are doing what I am doing and that is restfully enjoying your Saturday morning with a hot cup of coffee :)

Thank you for reading,

Every Day is a New Day

The sun is shining here today. It's not money, but it IS golden and makes me feel all fuzzy inside, so I'll take it!

I have to go in to Roots in about an hour to pick something up. It will be the second time I've been there since that fateful day. It's weird, you can work somewhere for a while and feel at home, then this happens, and you kind of feel like an outsider every time you walk in. I guess technically I am an outsider, if you wanted to get right down and dirty! It's nice seeing all the people there though, even though they are busy little bees.

Do you think they would notice if I just sat down behind the desk and started doing confirmation calls? I bet Annierose would love the help! The fact it would be helpful would totally mask the creepy factor right? I mean in life, you really do have to put things on a scale and weigh the negative vs. the positive, and that would be a positive! Too bad for Annierose, I'm a realist and that would never happen! Sorry darlin!

I did more newspaper/internet ad stalking just now. BLEAK! WHY IS IT SO BLEAK! I demand answers. I should set up a little camping situation outside of City Hall and reside there until someone hires me. I wouldn't be homeless because I do have a home, but I would be making a point that there needs to be more jobs! Oh god... oh noooo... I am starting to sound like the rest of the unemployed in North America. We're all cynical and bitchy, raising our fists towards the injustices of the world today. I don't really like being on this side of the fence guys, throw me a bone here! (please boil it severally first...)

I recently posted a status update on my personal Facebook saying 'I wish free time was actually free'... how true is that?! When you don't have to work, you are stressed, when you have to work, you wish for a holiday. OH MURPHEY! Your laws are so very annoying good sir!

I shall turn this day in to something productive though. Once I get back from my daily errand running I will lay in to layout making and maybe while I'm out, take some photos. I have to keep pressing on with all these plans because inevitably, one (or hopefully more than that) will pan out for me.

I hope your sunny day is treating you well, and if it is not sunny... I apologize. Make the best of the gloom if it's gloomy... comment here and entertain me and we can be gloomy together!! I'll make popcorn hehehe.

Here's to another day... *crosses fingers for something good*

Thanks for reading lovelies!

Shh, I've been busy...

I have entered a state that I like to title 'Hermitting' the past few days. I have been doing major research on the new age of coding, which I haven't dabbled heavily with for a few years. There are a lot of new codes to fiddle with, and a ton of new ways to do things in the way of building layouts from the ground up. Yes, this is massive geek talk, and yes I've been enjoying the research!

I want to put a new layout on this blog, one that is me to a 't' and one that I can call home. I loved the layout I had when I was blogging for Roots, but yanno, times apparently change and the theme does not fit well anymore. It's all good though, now I can go layout crazy and have fun with it.

As for progress, well, like I said I've been researching. Not much has happened in the way of producing a result, but I feel like I am almost ready to give it a shot.

As for my help wanted ad stalking... it's a pretty dry pond out there in the work force. I don't see a lot of options that are presenting themselves. No call backs, no nothing. I didn't expect to get back on the horse right away as apparently, someone came in the night and kidnapped all of the horses. I can walk though, no matter how far I have to walk, I'll get there. I might have to buy some new shoes along the way, and that is why I'm hoping for odd jobs! Odd jobs = shoe money! Shoe money, in the non metaphorical sense of things means food money, but that's not as much fun.

Just wanted to post a little update! Wish me luck for the rest of this week. Maybe one of those horses will come galloping in, sun rays shining down from the heavens, trumpets playing in the distance... after all that drama, the damn horse better be galloping with a job offer!!

Later folks!

Thanks for reading,

Watch out! It's a ZOMBIE!

DISCLAIMER: The following post was written by an extremely tired person with a lack of coffee.


Today... today today. ODE TO TODAY I say.

(see why I put in a disclaimer?)

I'm going to be honest and state a fact: Today was a very very unproductive day. I know I don't have a job and so taking a 'personal' day is a bit redundant, but you know what? I took a personal day. The only thing I got done today was to get some of my newer photos edited, and by some, I mean three. I also did some research in to more... eccentric means of making money. No, I'm not thinking of standing on the corner of 'Desperate' and 'Measures' just yet, but I was looking in to odd ways to make extra money.

By far the most eyebrow raising I read about are as follows;

1. Dog Sniffer.
That's right.. a dog sniffer. There is actually a job out there that requires you to sniff dogs weekly and evaluate their breath and grade it from a zero to a ten and then catagorize it as either sweaty, salty, musty, fungal or decaying. The reason they do this is to evaluate the effect of a dog's diet on their teeth.
Would I do this to make money? No. I have to smell my own dog's breath enough as it is, and believe me, it isn't willingly.

2. Ostrich Babysitter
Yep... an Ostrich babysitter. Job description is pretty much exactly what the job title is. The person sits around with a bunch of Ostriches and ensures they do not peck each others eyes out, partake in varying acts of sibling rivalry, and to make sure that late night Ostrich hijackers do not make off with their feathered friends. Sounds like a pretty exciting job to me... *cough*
Would I do this to make money? Perhaps, if the job came with hazard pay. What about MY eyes getting pecked out?!

3. Island Caretaker
This one made me perk up, that's for sure... An Island Caretaker takes care of Islands. Duh right? But listen, this is serious 'bidnizz' here guys. It's a very demanding and dangerous job (sun tans demand hazard pay right?!). You have to explore new Islands to find out what they have to offer would be buyers, however if an Island already has an owner, they would hire one of these rugged types to take care of their property and the buildings on said Island. One must be smart in... well, staying alive, a bit of carpentry, gardening etc. The pay is $$$ and of course, you get to live on an Island.
Would I do this to make money? Does a chicken have lips?! Wait... Yes, I would do this, but only if the Island in question was somewhere with ridiculously blue/green water and white sandy beaches.

4. Crime Scene Cleaner
So, here is your life... you had big dreams of becoming a detective for a big city police force. You were going to be first on the scene to a crime, investigate, follow up on leads and eventually apprehend the bad guy and get your face on the front page of the local paper right? Wrong. That didn't work so you settled for being a beat cop am I right? Wrong again! Ok, ok so the detective and the beat cop thing didn't pan out so you decided to become a police force dispatcher, but oh cuuuuurrrssssesss, foiled AGAIN! You didn't have the tone of voice for the job! Do not worry! You could always become a Crime Scene Cleaner and still get in on some of that crime scene action. Unfortunately for you, you get to go in and deal with all the nasty for absolutely zero recognition and very small pay. Sorry, please try again.
Would I do this to make money? Uhhh no. I would have stopped at beat cop and re-rolled my career.

5. Organ Procurer
Remind anyone of the movie 'Repo Men'? Great movie but I don't think I like the concept of this in reality. I know it SEEMS like they innocently go to hospitals and take organs from deceased people that actually signed up to give their organs away, and I am not a conspiracy theorist by any means, but... you never know. What if repo men exist? What if aliens have hired them to go around taking our organs and sending them up in light beams to... I've said too much. *shifts eyes*
Would I do this to make money? I have the heebies just thinking about it, not to mention this would happen...
'Hey nice to meet you, what do you do for a living?'
'Oh, you know, I collect people's organs after they die and transport them around the country.
Doesn't really sound like an introduction that would cultivate a lot of friends.

So I guess, judging by those jobs, I should keep looking in the normal range of jobs. I did however see a help wanted ad for a professional sleeper. I would have applied as it seems like an absolute dream job (see what I did thurr?) but, judging by the fact I haven't really slept in two days, professional sleeping isn't really something I would be very productive at. I would probably wind up getting laid (did it again...) off of that job as well!

Dawn: When men of reason go to bed. ~Ambrose Bierce

Off to update Lucid Muse and peek in on my DeviantArt and then maybe sleep? Maybe...

Until next time, keep it classy!

Thank you for reading,

Newspapers LIE

So I've become a stalker. Not a people stalker, not an internet stalker, but a Help Wanted Stalker. It is becoming such a full time hobby that I think I might need a support group or something. I have become so obsessed with it that I even look in help wanted ads for out of town. By out of town, I mean across the Country... Hell, in OTHER Countries even.

What, exactly, I am trying to find through this obsessive stalking is beyond me. I think I am hoping an ad will pop out that looks something like this...

Looking for someone experienced in awesome to help us do all of our Social Networking, blog for us, handle all of our writing and graphic design. Successful candidate will be willing to work from home on a full time basis. Salary will be negotiated based on level of awesome. Candidates made of 100% pure awesome will receive maximum benefits and receive one lunch delivered to their house per day. Please respond by email to with the title 'Sadie' to apply.

^ I have always said I am a dreamer with a firm belief in wishful thinking. I do, however, realize this is pushing the envelope just a tad.

But on the realistic side, I -am- looking for freelance work. Freelance writing, freelance social media services, freelance graphic design, freelance photography... even freelance listening. I am a good listener!!

If you have any freelance work, send it my way. If you have someone that needs freelance work, I will bribe them with delicious home baked cookies and specialty brewed coffee made by moi in return for said freelance work. Freelance stands for 'Sadie needs this job' from now on ok? Ok.

Other than help wanted stalking, I made a poster for Lightburn Productions today for a show she is throwing at The Bridge Lounge. Go check out the facebook event page, if you are local, you might be interested. Sounds like a good time to me.

Now it is back to stalking for me... maybe that ad I've been hoping for DOES exist! Only one way to find out...

Ta ta for now!

Thank you for reading,

Blog for a Job day 1

YAY first post to this blog with my new mission in mind!

My day was spent putting together a bunch of pieces to this proverbial puzzle that I call my life. See I have all of these different so called 'talents' that I have always pitter pattered with over the years. All of them self taught, all of them thus far useless. I say useless because I am 30 years old and obviously am lacking in a thing they call career.

I am currently working on trying to tie all of these loose ends of talent together to make it in to something. I figure hey, I can write, I can take pretty decent photos, I can do pretty decent graphic design, I love networking... it's clear that I should stay in the online world and work on making all of these things get me somewhere using the internet as a tool. Not a tool for world domination mind you. That tool is hidden in my basement under a dusty tarp and I shall not tell you about that... yet.

Anyways, this blog, as I've stated, is where I plan on documenting my push forward in life. My journey to get a new job, my journey to make my own way and possibly one day work for myself. However, this blog is not really that good of an outlet for the other stuff, like the photography and web design stuff amirite? I am right. So, the answer I came up with for that is to make a second blog where I can post all of my creative musings that generally happen at or around 3am.

There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in travelling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place. -Washington Irving

The second blog is created, mind you it is not pretty, hasn't been stamped with my seal of 'me' yet in the form of a layout. Isn't complete with information and only has two posts. But the point? It is a beginning, and a beginning guys, is a start.

//Lucid Muse - A Self Journey in Art <-- Join me over there :)

My own domain/website is in the near future, but first I have to raise some money for it. A domain costs around $100 a year, give or take a few pennies and dimes. Once I secure a home base on the internet, plans B through Z shall commence. I have a few brilliant ideas, a couple so-so ones, and a handful that will probably flop. However, this year I am growing some gonads and I plan to at least give everything a very good shot. If it fails, well, I can go cry in to my ice cream and watch sad movies!

I've been told I should put up a pay-pal link for donations... I've never been one to put a hand out, but I do actually need help so it could not hurt. I could send my mom to the link, I am sure she would LOVE that!!

So join me over in my new blog, I'll be posting daily in there as well and trying to better my photography and graphic design. The betterment part comes when you hang your work out for the public to see and they either love it or laugh at it. If they laugh at it, it certainly makes you step it up a notch!

PS: A new layout for THIS blog will be coming soon as well. Time to clean house!

Blog ya later!

Thank you for reading,

The Inevitable Post

Well ladies and gents, I am finally mustering up the courage and sucking up the ego and posting about the recent news in my life.


I no longer work for Roots the Salon.

*gasp* *shock* *ohh* *ahhh*

Yerp, last week I was let go from my position as Receptionist due to company cut backs. As most of you know we had two locations, one in Courtenay and one in Comox. Those two became one, and because of that, one receptionist had to be let go. I was that unfortunate 'one'.

I have spent the past seven days going over it in my mind. I've gone through all of the emotions, as you can imagine. I have two very prominent feelings left in me right now. One is a serious drive to push forward in my life and make the best of this entire thing. The second being the continuous feeling of missing my co-workers, even though I can still go harass them any time I want *wink*

Things happen, I'm not going to whine on endlessly or write sad sad songs that I sit in a corner and sing out loud while I strum on my guitar that I honestly can't play. I'm not going to trash on Roots either. It is a great salon full of the most amazing hair stylists I've ever met, and more than that, the most amazing people! I would still send people there to have their hair done because I know how hard those guys and gals work, and I would never say or do anything to harm business or relations for them.

I am going to take this opportunity to pull my big girl socks up, smile a goofy smile and make this some sort of adventure. I love adventures, and this can possibly be a great one if I play my cards right! I am going to keep blogging. This, friends, is blogging material right here! We have all the makings of a good drama story and hell, I am not beyond exploiting myself! I will write tabloids about myself and take trashy pictures to mail to... myself.. and write... about.. myself? Well the format worked there for a second in my brain.

Moving on! No really, I'm moving on! Let's do this!

I want to send out a very very heartfelt and sincere thank you to each and every one of you out there that have supported me from day one, and to those that jumped on this ride a little late but have left no shortage of love for me. You guys are what made this blog amazing to write, and why would I want to abandon you!? Being abandoned is NO FUN I SAY!

I will miss seeing some of your faces in the Salon. I say some, because I know I have some readers that are not from around here. I would have missed your faces if I had ever seen them, I promise!

I love you guys, you are awesome. I hope you stick around as I turn this blog in to my new mission...


That's right... I shall blog about my woes and whoopies in the unemployed world until I land a job somewhere. And then? Then I will blog about the job there and continue to take you all along with me for the adventures ahead. Hey, maybe I can get a bit more personal now... I don't know if that is a good thing? I promise not to start writing about how delicious the toast is that I am eating and exactly how much peanut butter was spread... I'll make it a bit more interesting than that.

Blog ya soon lovelies, and hey, if you need a receptionist.... *cough* *cough*

Much love!

Thank you for reading,