Today is a great day in history. Abraham FREAKING Lincoln’s birthday!
Also I have to make a post about this because my friend Jimmy is Practically Lincoln’s Sweet Valley twin. And they are both even February babies… so I am now totally convinced of my findings!
I have made a doodle of my proof:
Have a Great rest of the weekend people!
♫Lauren
There are some certain truths on the internet.
You can always get that thing you want cheaper on Amazon. You can lose your day on Reddit. You can listen to the most Coldplay ever on Pandora. You can play bubble shooter as long as your clicking hands allow you… And, you will eventually get a letter from a Nigerian Prince asking you for money.
Last week Christine ran into this predicament. Her father/head of the best dip company in the world, received a suspicious email which he then forwarded to her. The email went on about her accounting not being correct and she owed money to A Federation in Nigeria and they of course need all her banking information to fix this correction. Christine did not believe this (obviously), but she found the email a swift treasure that was sure to make us giggle with reckless abandon.
Onward to the giggles!
The person who emailed her Dr. Ahmed Salami, to be precise (seriously?!?) Informed her he was “Auditor-General of the Federation that has the yam and knife on this issue at the moment.” Christine’s response, first laughter, then a flashback to her undergrad days as an Anthropology student… My response, unbridled laughter and then this:
I implore everyone to go out into the world and take what you need by the yam and knife!
P.S. Don’t ever believe Dr. Salami, I think he may not be a real doctor…
♫Lauren
There are many things that can be said about me. One of those things is I have a very certain style of clothing I am the most comfortable in. Now it’s not sweat pants outfits, or superhero capes or anything of that sort. I am sort of in a serious relationship with dresses. I actually have so many that I could go about a month with never having to wear a pant at all… and since I live in California… basically I live a dream pant-less existence.
Earlier this week my mother told me showed me a dress that looked a bit like a mid-century-modern-sailor. And since that is basically the style I go for, I told my mom she was pretty spot on. I loved it so much I had decided on purchasing it!
And then I realized the next day that I had a problem. I have 3 versions of that very dress and have no real need for that dress at all! As heart breaking as it is it would be silly to have 4 blue nautical inspired color block dresses*… unless of course I was going on a cruise on the love boat, and then everyday I would want to show up on the deck like the most convivial passenger on a boat (which I would be.)
But since I have to work in an office 30 minutes away from the beach… I must suppress my nautical desires. But, I can still have my dreams…
Jolly Hollers,
Lauren
*I’m pretty much blaming my need for navy blue clothes on my 4 years at Catholic High School. It just goes so well with everything, and makes me feel spiffy. However Nuns, I still refuse to wear white socks…
Work has been really quite busy as of late.
My boss thinks I know enough stuff to manage my own projects which is very different from the view of architecture I usually have… which is in essence draw and print.
I have in the last few weeks been learning the differences and backing capabilities of carpet… experiencing meetings about wall hung toilets and drain pipes, answering engineers questions, measuring trelli (that is my plural of trellis, because I’m not a fan of the word trellises).
Also today I had to tell a client that we’re running late on his new project because he keeps making changes to his old projects. In essence he back-burner-ed himself.
As you can tell, I’m basically experiencing the most exciting thing architecture really has to offer you… which is work.
However all this work has seriously made me want to make changes to my business cards:
On my break today I will be making a cuffs and a crown…
♫Lauren
There are some days in the office where you are so busy drawing details of ceilings, and learning the difference between broadloom carpets and woven carpets that you think nothing really exciting can happen.
And then like a bolt of lightning from Zeus himself, a professional bursts from his cubicle to help out on an impromptu conference call and saves the day from a certain lack of clarity.
Today Professional Eric proved he was the most professional of them all, when he leaped from his chair mid-email to an engineer, to help said engineer on the phone. Thusly saving him from falling into a grand abyss of confusion.
And then I got to quote this:
February 2nd, is truly a day that will go down in professional history.
♫Lauren
Today I measured a warehouse with the most professional of measuring buddies. And I told him today’s most precious news.
It’s my friend Jimmy’s birthday.
Yes, magical Jimmy! I call him this because not many people in the world would let you incessantly take pictures of them for 5 years straight, and rarely complain… well sometimes he did, but I took pictures anyway.
Well today Jimmy turns 27. Which makes me realize several things:
-I’ve known Jimmy for 9 years this August, and I have no ideas where the years have gone.
-I wish he’d become an Abraham Lincoln Impersonator… because he is tall, skinny and has brown hair (in my mind that makes you Abraham Lincoln)
-When are we going to go rummage through more thanksgiving postcards?
-I wonder if you are going to watch Carrie to celebrate your birthday, because if so I’m in.
-Will young James ever become a professional clog dancer? Or ever take a clogging class (I’m betting no)
-I wish that you would sing karaoke versions of Dolly Parton songs with me I would like to sing 9 to 5, thanks.
-Will you ever become the Where’s Waldo of Santa Barbara?
Okay I know that those are really strange observations… but I reserve only the best for Jimmy. And’ here’s the corresponding doodle:
p.s. If you like any of the things mentioned in this blog… like Waldo, Santa Barbara, Thanksgiving Postcards, Halloween movies and being weird… you should totally find Jimmy he likes those kinds of things
Happy Birthday Jimmy!
♫Lauren
Today I have to go to the doctor, and much like everyone in the entire universe… I never want to go to there, because its the worst.
There is nothing wrong with me, and no one to my knowledge is putting me in the nice crazy house, but still I don’t want to go.
It’s mostly because if I am away from my computer, I’m not inclined to sit there staring into my phone in the waiting room. I usually choose to draw or read a tangible book, which in a waiting room makes the eyes glare upon you like you are dressed in medieval costume on a bus crazy. Try it sometime, and you will discover those prying eyes make you practically a waiting room mutant. Then coyly (socially awkward style in reality) I glance back at them, and even their 3 year old kids are on iphones and tablets… or playing with life size Mr. Belvedere robots… seriously.
But, I digress… I think this whole waiting room conundrum could be fixed if doctors were more fun:
I’m getting ready to go sit and wait.
♫Lauren
Good Afternoon Professional Quote Enthusiasts!
It has been so very long since a quote from Professional Eric has graced the pages of Viciously Sweet. It was thought to be forgotten… until I heard that the world was suffering from a verbal professional drought! Then I recalled recent times in the office have been incredibly busy and also photoshop-less.
And then with all the magic of an 8-ball, Eric valiantly saved my computer from the viruses that plagued it, and enabled me to delve into the quote archives and resurrect the Professional Quote of the Day!
Without Eric, Professional Quote of the Day 2.0 would be impossible.
Without any further ado I present to you PQOTD2.0, volume 1:
Let us all commence data entry to honor him, professionally!
♫Lauren
When I have a project deadline at work and I totally meet it, I feel awesome.
When I have enough time after that deadline to print out, prepare, and roll my drawings in time for its intended meeting with enough time to doodle afterwards… I feel like a freaking conqueror.
When the moons align and this rare form of excellence happens, there is nothing can hold me back or hinder my uninhibited awesomeness. With how much work I have had recently I thought I would never again feel that kind of accomplishment. And then it happened:
And then I was happier than ever before. Until next time, perfect work moment.
♫Lauren
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