Is This Really Goodbye, San Francisco?

So I seriously just had my last day of work today. Not like, last day of work, ever, but last day at: you-know-where. As in, no going back Monday morning. No more sick time, or paid vacation. Both of, may I mention, increase the more I stay with the company. Would have stayed with the company. I don't know about the sick time. Definitely my paid vacation.

Not mine anymore. Yep, that's the reality. Sucks, once it sinks in, right? If only for a moment..?

Goodbye $1150 studio. Which, has 2 full closets and a coat closet. Three closets in total. If you don't get it by now, what I'm trying to tell you is: three closets are A GIRLS DREAM. My closets are a girls dream.. I mean, they're no Mariah Carey's but, hey.. I do ok. (I also found out my apartment will now go for $1295. Yes, I almost choked on my scone, too. That was the only thing in all of this that ever made me reconsider staying.. Oh, and I love my friends.)

Not anymore. I'll be happily moving back in with my father. I don't know who's going to strangle the other first.. 

Goodbye to my first very own kitchen. Which, really, isn't that big to begin with, but it's pretty cozy if I don't mind saying so, myself. It's got everything you need, minus a coffee maker, but hey, there's plenty of coffee joints around here..

Goodbye Downtown San Francisco, you have been quite good to me. I love to breath your oxygen (althoug it might be dirty and a little homeless) and take in your breathtaking architecture (graffiti and crackheads, whatever, same thing..). You taught me that I do look pretty street smart, as no one messes with me on my usual trip down Leavenworth towards Market. (I mean execpt the cat calls that seem to get more competitive on every block. I still think 6th and Market has them all beat!) You have taught me to be humble toward what I receive in life; there are always less fortunate..

Goodbye $26.96 an hour. I mean, seriously: *TEAR*. (I would pour one out for the homies except I can't afford to waste liquor anymore :/ ) Although I may not have done with you what was best for me, you have been absolutely gracious to me.. You have taught me that I like making money and I want more of it (Any hourly makes you realize this, right?).

If you have loved and supported me, I thank you!!

If you hate me.. then what are you doing? Share this or tell all your friends how you hate me already!!

XXOOXXOO

Jennifer-Mother-Ann-Fucking-Rufer (You'll have to excuse me, I just watched "Kill Bill." YES. My first time. Get over it.)

AKA Jen-Mother-Fucking-Friday

 <3

I'M DONE DEALING WITH YOU, DEBT!!

Not literally, yet.. but I mean figuratively. And  I don't mean "good" debt like a car loan or a house payment.

I mean evil debt. Two in particular:

Macy*s. And Nordstrom.

Every two weeks, the story is always the same: I get paid. Then I hand over my money to everyone else... And like most other that I owed bills: I had waited until the day before the due date to pay. This time was a bit different though, this time Christmas had just passed, and I had extra money to spend..

In three weeks I'll be moving from San Francisco to Santa Barbara, from a stable job to an unknown job, where I expect my hourly rate of pay to drop about 2/3. These past few months, it was pretty important that while making such a stable income that I save money and not spend my money recklessly. Both of which I have definitely not been doing.

Oops.

The one promise I did make myself was that I would make sure to have paid off any "frivolous" debt before the big move. That being the two mentioned above. 

So, I sat looking at my two bills, which weren't really all that bad. I owed Macy*s a tad under $150, and Nordstrom, a little over $300. (I must mention the Nordstrom total is after I decided so responsibly to return a pair of very cute Hudson Jeans that I got at The Rack for a little over $100. But they were a piinnchh too big, and I thought it wasn't wise to keep them. Go me.) My total debt was about $450.

When I wrote the checks, I felt good. I might of even smiled. It feels amazing to pay off a bill, especially the big ones. It's cliche, but you do feel "lighter" once they are out of the way. I set out to pay my debt.

Now, for those of you who don't know, I  reside about 6 blocks or so to Union Square, so naturally, I walked. I came to Powell, made my usual right, heading to the mall, and suddenly it hit me.

"Dude," I thought, "I could be buying myself a Coach purse right now, instead of paying all this debt."

I don't even like Coach purses at that much. "Or.. I don't really like Coach purses, but I could buy.. whatever!" Buy this time, I'm passing by Sephora. "I could buy anything in Sephora........." My eyes wander to the windows.. I mean talk about having every 

That's when I started to feel a little.. yukky. Granted, the items I had charged onto those cards were getting good use: I was able to re-vamp my wardrobe, etc, but I was using my Christmas money to pay for things I had already bought, when instead I could be out buying new things, or saving the money for my "unstable" future endeavors.

Ok, it's starting to sound like I just like to buy things, but I think you guys get what I mean. But for the record I guess I should say a few unselfish things like "or give it away to charity or buy a homeless person a steak." 

What I'm trying to say here is that there's no reward in owing money to anyone but yourself. And instead of knowing that's what's really best for me and my money, I finally get it.

So, Dear Debt, I am done dealing with you! I will no longer make childish and impulsive decisions because in the long run they do not pay off! I will find a way to pay CASH for things I want and I will still be able to buy big ticket items without falling for your tricky ways! Who's the loser now?!

Shout out to @SuzeOrman, for without her, my finances would be nothing!!

TWITTER TRENDS I've made up! (Or at least I'd like to think)

When first starting Twitter, it took me a while to really understand the whole "trending" thing. So I thought I would be funny (it was funny!) to just randomly make my own trends.

Alas, none have caught on. So, here are a list of Twitter Trends I have made up, that I thought I made up and already existed, or just trends I want to become cool so just "#" away already, will you??


#partypartyparty (this one was already used, but I don't care, 'cause it's something @redheadmostr and I made up together! Waaaay before Twitter was cool! humph)

#onebadbitch (I didn't make this one up, but I was the 6th person to use it, and that's close enough for me :) )

#stupidautotext (this one I did make up!!.. I think..)

#brokecollegestudent

#ilovemakingmyowntrends

#imsocool

#thatdrunkgirl

#Jen :) (No, sadly I didn't make this up. The people who worship me did.)

And more to come! Now go and find fun and creative ways to use them!

(Don't forget to follow me, #Jen, #onebadbitch, a #brokecollegestudent: @MissJenFriday on Twitter.com!)

Guys Online, No Surprise.

Guys really don't comprehend the word "No."

As I mentioned earlier, I have decided to try this online dating thing a real shot (in the dark, HA!). I've been on about 2 months (?)  now, and so far it's really no different than meeting guys everywhere else.

Sometimes (ok, this is actually MOST of the time for most girls, something else I've learned recently), you get an occasional DOUCHE BAG (DB for short) who hits on you. As the girl, you knnoowww you are totally not interested in this guy, but, ok, you don't want to be a bitch so maybe you chat for a while? Or maybe you don't, it all varies depending on the level of DB (there's at least three, more about those later..).

No matter how you let him down, he typically can't let it go. He's got to try again, maybe a third time, maybe even insult you.

What's up with that? If a guy gets at you, and you don't respond, you're a.. "bitch." If a guy gets at you, and you politely tell him no, you're a.. "bitch."How are you supposed to tell a guy no, without looking like the bad guy (girl?)?

Take this conversation I had on OkCupid.com between me and one of these male species, for example:

(*Please Note* The chat was initiated by "dude"; I visited his profile, and per OkCupid, we are 0% match, 0% friends, and 0% enemies. He has two pictures posted, one shows about 3/4 of his profile and he's not even looking at the camera, and the second is of him climbing a mountain, with his back facing the camera. He's 31. At this point, we had been chatting for approximately 7 minutes.)


DUDE:do you think we should meet up?
ME:no, sorry
DUDE:how come?
DUDE:i'm surprised
ME:why surprised?
DUDE:well, why not?
ME:I'm not too attracted to you
DUDE:even though you laugh at all my jokes?
DUDE:i mean i'm not holding the fact you have a big ass against you!
DUDE:(that's a joke-your ass is delicious lol)

You would think a guy would give up about there. No.

DUDE:can i come over?
ME:no
DUDE:we could take a bath together...
ME:i dont shower
DUDE:i'll sponge you down then
DUDE:lol
ME:then what?
DUDE:after i sponge you down?
ME:yes
DUDE:i comb your hair
DUDE:go down on you
DUDE:and then we take a nap while watching a movie
DUDE:intense i know
DUDE:but you seem worth it
ME:why thank you i am so happy to be worth it by you

You're probably as disgusted and bored as me right now.. Time for me to be annoyed.

ME:are you dense?
DUDE:i'm totally certain i'm much smarter than you actually
DUDE:actually nevermind
DUDE:you're not even that pretty
ME::)
DUDE:lick
ME:disgusting.
DUDE:it's ok. work out more and it will be fine
ME::)
ME:you too.
DUDE:haha i'm plenty fit thanks
ME:hahah you're welcome.
DUDE:i still would tongue your asshole if you asked nice
DUDE:kidding
ME:I know you would. you're forgetting the part that I don't want you to.
DUDE:ok bye
DUDE:ick
DUDE:i don't know if i would
DUDE:you're kinda a bitch
DUDE:i have to be in love for that to happen
DUDE:haha

I just wanted everyone to know how big of an ass some guys make of themselves.

Just because you talk to me/initiate contact with me, I am not obligated to give you a chance. Don't get mad if we don't want you. Don't chat with girls who are way above your league. She's not going to do whatever you want... Life just isn't that dream porno you think you will one day walk in on in that grungy bar you really like to go to. You're going to have to pay for that

Until then,
Dear Guys,
Online or Otherwise,
You Are No Surprise. :)

OkCupid.com = The Next Facebook?

As funny and adorable as I am, if I do say so myself, I am "100%-not-even-like-maybe-she-has-a-dude-and-she's-just-lying-single."

So, ok, maybe I am kinda curious about this internet dating thing, so, ok, maybe I did create a profile on OkCupid.com.......

I would like to also think of it as entertainment..

Follow along with me, as I share with you my journey in what single girls have to chose from these days..

Let's explore this world together..!