Get ready. This is a Nerd Style Giveaway.

So, it's no secret that I'm a bit of a nerd. My staircase is decorated like a game of Space Invaders and I have Undesirable #1 Wanted posters from Harry Potter hanging up in my living room. My books are stacked everywhere and my TARDIS blanket keeps me warm during my Netflix marathons. And I wear this nerdiness with extreme pride. I don't leave it at home for people to discover, should they ever come over. In fact, I take it to the work place. I usually walk around with my TARDIS to-go coffee mug and sporting my Gryffindor scarf in the cold weather. (When I was a kid, I wore The One Ring on a chain around my neck because I obviously was just passing through class on my way to Mordor.) All the while, though, I try and keep my nerdiness trendy and stylish so that if you didn't know what the reference was, it wouldn't be distracting or take away from the professionalism that I also need to maintain in the workplace.

This is why I was really excited when I was approached by JordanDene to do a review and giveaway. This shop creates some of the most gorgeous items to wear that will keep you feeling both stylish and like a true fan throughout your day. They're shirts that you can dress up or down. For example, this is how I wore my Harry Potter shirt to work the other day:

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This shirt is absolutely amazing. The fabric is so soft, and yes, I've washed it a few times now, and it has maintained its shape and feel. I love how it fits because it doesn't make me feel like I'm showcasing my body, but it also doesn't make me feel like I'm hiding anything either, which is the perfect balance, in my humble opinion. Even my super trendy, never nerdy sister approved of this outfit and she basically looks like she's always walking out of a Calvin Klein ad, so... woohoo!

Anyway, enough of my yammering because here is where the fun begins! I GET TO GIVE ONE OF YOU LUCKY FOLKS A FREE SHIRT OF YOUR CHOOSING FROM THE JORDANDENE STORE! (See, this is why it's important that you stick with me).

Normally when I see these giveaways, the giver is asking for you to follow them on every single social media platform in existence. I'm not going to do that because I believe that if you're following me, it's because you want to be, and not because I teased you with free merch.

SO, instead of that, I'm going to ask you to have some fun with this. Send me a photo that shows how you let your Nerd flag fly in the workplace. You can do this using any ONE of your preferred social media platforms (ONLY ONE ENTRY PER PERSON). Just tag me (links to my profiles are at the top of the right sidebar) and use the hashtag #NerdyWorkPlace and I'll pick my favorite to WIN A FREE SHIRT FROM JORDANDENE. If you enter at all, you will get a discount code to use at the Jordan Dene shop, too, so there's really no downside to this.

This is especially fantastic if you have to do any holiday shopping for your friends who are also nerds. Just saying.

This contest ends at 11:59PM EST on December 15th, 2014.

So Many Things!

Oh my gosh, you guys, this week has been the crayest of crays. .......please excuse me while I go and punch myself in the throat.....

Okay, but really, I'm overwhelmed by the awesomeness that has been occurring this week.

Thursday was my birthday and for the first time in two years, there is not a popular song to describe my age. (Side note: T-SWIFT, ARE YOU FEELING 24 YET??? BLINK-182...you guys are way past that now.) I don't know what I'm supposed to think about that, but it seems like something I should acknowledge. So... points to anyone who writes me a song about being 24. More points to anyone who records it and sends it to me.

I had a great time celebrating my birthday (weirdly, though, not a single photo was taken, so now I'm thinking I might have dreamed it and just bought all these gifts for myself...) and I couldn't have asked for a better way to grow up. My bestbian "John Hamm" and her boyfriend "Snape" drove out from Boston to celebrate with me and then we went out with all my Connecticut friends to dinner where I had the largest helping of Mac and Cheese ever. It was fabulous. We also had great conversation, but that's whatever.

OH WAIT.

The fact that I was also featured on BOOK STORAGE ONLINE was pretty amazing. The post went live on my birthday, but don't worry, it's still ripe! So PLEASE go check that out and help me show them that I'm a writer worth keeping around!! Thanks!!

SO THEN...

Saturday came and I went out to NYC to celebrate my birthday with my family. This was probably the most fantastical thing ever. Let me explain:

I am the family nerd. None of them are into Doctor Who or Harry Potter... except for my sister-in-law who is one of the greatest people ever. The point is that even though it was my birthday celebration, I was not going to make my family watch the premiere of the new Doctor Who season. I'm not that selfish.

But oh my gosh, you guys, they surprised me AND TOOK ME TO A DOCTOR WHO THEMED BAR, YOU GUYS.

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So yeah. That was my birthday week. Now please excuse me while I go and binge-watch Doctor Who.

How are all of you?

I'm Safe Because I'm Not a Mermaid. Thank God.

Being a redhead means one of two things:

  1. You're awkward, kinda chubby, and about 18 different flavors of outcastRon-Weasley
  2. Or you're blessed with every attractive quality possible:amypond

 

Unless you're like me and you have that strawberry-blonde hair color, which makes you  a strange blend of incredibly awkward, but not hideous to look at. It's kind of nice, actually, being the weirdo that I am. It means that guys might hit on me at bars, but then when I start talking about Harry Potter and Doctor Who, they'll leave me alone. It's a wonderful defense mechanism that requires very little effort on my part.

We all know that I've had various awkward conversations in my lifetime. Granted, most of them are my fault, but my hair has become an odd source of these conversations, and since I don't want to dye my hair for various reasons, the comments that I get never seem to end. Here's just a sample of some conversations I've had:

In the salon:

Hairdresser: Is this your natural color?

Me: Yup!

Hairdresser: Oh my gawd, I love it. You don't have any coloring in here at all?

Me: Nope. I've never dyed my hair.

Hairdresser: YESSS!!! VIRGIN HAIR!!!!

And that's when I became very aware of how sacrificial the act of cutting one's hair can be.

 

At church:

Elderly Woman (think Bathilda Bagshot in the last Harry Potter film before the whole snake thing): [getting very close to my face and peering at me suspiciously] Is your hair red or brown?

Me: Um... Red.

Elderly Woman: Brown?

Me: No... It's red.

Elderly Woman: Orange?!

Me: Yeah, I guess it kind of is orange...

Elderly Woman: Hm... How did you obtain that?

Me: Um... birth?

Elderly Woman: Well, I'll be danged!!

And then she just walked away.

Not only did she not believe her own eyes, but she also wasn't completely sure whether or not to trust that I knew what color my own hair was... and then it wasn't even "is that your natural color?" but it was "How did you obtain that?" As if I worked really hard to make my hair the color that it is. I concocted potions and mixed dyes together for years in a bubbling cauldron and then I sold my voice to a ragged witch in exchange for this hair color - OH MY GOD, SHE IS THAT WITCH.  This woman is going to try and steal my hair. Now I'm terrified.

This must be what Ariel went through in The Little Mermaid. Well, back off bitch, because I HAVE LEGS, SO YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BARGAIN WITH!

Apparently I Can Eat A Lot... Including the Dead.

So... I'm a nerd. WHAAAAAT? I know. Shocking, what with all the times that I've told  you to watch Battlestar Galactica and Doctor Who... or made you vote on which Harry Potter phone case I should buy... you never saw this whole nerd thing coming.

But it's true, duckies. Underneath my super trendy exterior... I'm a nerd.

Which is why it's weird that I went to a baseball game yesterday with my other nerd friends.

We found it best to just think of it like a giant board game. It helped.

Okay, so let me explain how we even found ourselves here:

My one friend is moving away this week, and as a going away gift, someone in his office game him four tickets to the game. They weren't just four tickets, though. They were club seats.

So, I knew that this was nice, but I didn't totally grasp how awesome it was until I was getting my wristband from a security guard as she said "Everything except the alcohol is free. Enjoy the game!"

Yeah, that's right, fellow nerds, FREE FOOD AND DRINKS ALL AROUND. We immediately devised a plan: To collectively eat at least $250 worth of food, which in a stadium should not be that difficult, let's be honest.

This is basically how my day went: Nachos. Baseball. Pretzel. Baseball. Pizza. Baseball. Snowcones. Baseball. Peanuts! Baseball. Ice Cream. Baseball. More nachos. More baseball. Rinse and repeat.

It was glorious.

And then we went out for dinner.

Which is why I'm a champion. A very nerdy champion.

After all that, we went home and played actual nerdy board games to reground ourselves. This was especially awesome, because in this particular game I was a Cyber Bunny who earned the title of  the "Even Bigger Canabalistic Urbavore Eater of the Dead," which in my opinion is way cooler than "Pitcher."

Just saying.

Also, go buy and play King of Tokyo. Right now. It's like Yatzee, but with monsters. In Tokyo.

 

My Thoughts on the New Doctor.

Okay, so we FINALLY  know who the twelfth Doctor is and I could not be more excited. I mean, he's still not a ginger, but I'll do my best to get past that. For those of you that hate the internet (why are you here?!?!) or just happened to be in the Yukon yesterday, meet our 12th Doctor:

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First of all: YES. I think he will be brilliant. Look at that mischievous glint in his eye. It's wonderful.

So, most of the reactions that I've read and seen have been positive, which is wonderful, but to any of you out there who don't think this is the right choice, let me give you some bullet points as to why you're wrong:

  • You're wrong.
  • He used to be in a punk rock band with  CRAIG FERGUSON. Why wouldn't you want to know that about The Doctor? And what did he play?? When is he going to be on Craig Ferguson for a reunion!??!? Do they still jam or are they no longer on speaking terms? Is that why the band broke up? Can Craig be the new companion?? Think of the shenanigans!!!  SO MANY QUESTIONS!!!
  • You're wrong.

Okay, so that's all I really have for right now, but I know there's a ton more out there. Another good one that I'm sure some of you will argue with me on is that we finally won't have a bunch of tween fangirls running around going "OMG he's sooo hott!"

Don't freak out on me. I know that the past two Doctors have been incredibly attractive in a way that makes me hate all other men in my life, but I think this new Doctor (who, let's be honest, totally has that salt and pepper goodness to him) will be a refreshing aesthetic change to what we've become so used to. It's also nice to see that they're not going for young, fit pretty boys for this. They seem to be going for personality and that's awesome. Way to go Doctor Who casting directors.

My hilarious friend, Jean, from A Wanderlust Guide had some different thoughts:

Jean: New Doctor Who... Who?! Not a Ging :(

Me: I know!! But I'm still really excited. A million tween girls are dying of agony right now.

Jean: Matt smith did anal job. Hmm. I don't know Peter Capaldi.

Me: ...Did you just use "Matt Smith" and "anal" in the same sentence?

Jean: Oh Jesus f*ck... I meant "amazing." Oh wow.

Jean: ...I'm going to end up in your blog, aren't I?

Me: You might.

Anyway, I can't wait until Christmas, you guys. It's gonna be good.

Dear Diary: What Has Greg Been Up To??? AKA The Return of Dear Diary: Greg! Part 1.

GUYS. GUYS. GUYS. GUYS. GUYS. 

GREG. MADE. CONTACT. 

YES. THAT GREG. AS IN, DEAR DIARY: GREG.

Okay, I'll try and stop freaking out. I know that most of you loved Greg just as much as we do, but for those of you that don't know what the heck I'm talking about, let me explain. John Hamm, Lemon, and I used to legitimately jokingly stalk this guy that we worked with at the restaurant. His name is Greg and he was awesome. You can read all about him and our other obsessive diary entries here, here, here, and here

And then, out of nowhere, Greg moved... which I'm positive had nothing to do with us... and our tendency to write obsessive yet hilarious diary entries about him... The three of us girls sank into a deep, lonely depression. We got together nightly to cry over the loss of our great love... We listened to a lot of Celine Dion... 

Anyway, about a week ago, GREG CONTACTED US. He totally commented on the blog and was all "Bring back more diary entries!! I miss you guys!" And we were all "OMG GREG!!!!" 

So Greg.... You asked for it, buddy. We revived our obsessive teenage selves and went to town. 

Dear Diary: Where has Greg been?! Has he been fishing the Atlantic coasts a la George Cloone in The Perfect Storm?

Dear Diary: What do you think Greg's been doing? Perhaps he discovered sunken treasure in the Bermuda Triangle?

Dear Diary: Is Greg hunting for Amelia Earhart? I know that was always a dream of his, Diary...

Dear Diary: Is it possible that Greg has traded out his hat for a flight cap and aviator goggles? Would I even recognize him if I saw him??

Dear Diary: Did the marmoset become the sultan of a small Caribbean island?

Dear Diary: Has Greg brought peace to any remote islands?

Dear Diary: I do not know if the Caribbean has sultans... Was Greg the first?

Dear Diary: Do you think Greg has been living in a secret cloud city? Where they have erected a statue of the marmoset in Greg's hat in his honor?

Dear Diary: Has Greg tamed the Wild West?

Dear Diary: Has Greg been discovering the lost city of Atlantis?? 

Dear Diary: Maybe he happened upon a long lost underwater city what worships Ayn Rand!! 

Dear Diary: Were Greg and his marmoset on Oceanic Flight 815?!?!?! SO MANY QUESTIONS, DIARY!!!

Dear Diary: Do you think Greg has climbed the Eiffel Tower? 

Dear Diary: Have Greg and his marmoset been dead the whole time??

Dear Diary: Has Greg been stuck in his own dreams?

Dear Diary: Did Greg spin the top, and if so, has it fallen over yet?

Dear Diary: Is Greg Keyser Soze?!

Dear Diary: Did Greg find a time machine??? He could be anywhere! Any time! Do you think it could be possible, Diary???

Dear Diary: If Greg had a time machine, do you think he'd go back and fight the Nazis with Wonder Woman and Indiana Jones?

Dear Diary: I think Greg was punching Nazis.

Dear Diary: Is Greg The Doctor? Is the marmoset his companion?? 

Dear Diary: Did Greg and the marmoset go back and write all of Shakespeare's plays for him?

Dear Diary: Has Greg colonized the moon?

Dear Diary: Is Greg's hat a fashionable tiny TARDIS?

Dear Diary: Was Greg's chef knife actually a sonic screwdriver?

Dear Diary: Is Greg responsible for Stonehenge? 

Dear Diary: Had Greg been responsible for 90% of the shady back room deals in Washington for the past 10 years?

Dear Diary: Did Edward Snowden leak classified NSA documents about Greg's hat? 

Dear Diary: Was it Greg in the crash at Area 51? 

Dear Diary: Has Greg been hiding with Snowden in Moscow?? 

Dear Diary: If Snowden applied to Greg for asylum, do you think he'd grant it?

Dear Diary: He would have to live in the TARDIS hat for the rest of his life... 

Dear Diary: Do you think Greg's hat serves as a mini helicopter? Like Inspector Gadget? Has he been cruising back and forth through the Grand Canyon? 

Dear Diary: ...Was Greg the second gunman? Was it the marmoset? 

Dear Diary: If Greg fell in the forest and no one was around to hear it, would it still make a sound?

Dear Diary: Do you think Greg has been a shrimp boat captain? 

Dear Diary: Is his company called "Bubba Greg Shrimp?" Is the slogan "You girls are so weird..."? 

Dear Diary: Do you think Greg constructed the pyramids?

Dear Diary: Why has Greg chosen now to contact us? Is the world in peril once again?

Dear Diary: Do you think Greg has been keeping his own diary? Are we real? What if we are only manifestations of his writing? Paranoid now, Diary...

Dear Diary: Is Greg incepting us? Whose dream is this?? 

To be continued...