This happened in real life...

Hey (insert company name) hiring team,

I was totally going to do a video cover letter, but here’s the thing: I am sitting here at 2:30am in my pajamas and no make-up on. You see, I am trying to finish up my Bachelor’s degree in the next couple of weeks and I guess I might be going a little bit crazy. And that wouldn’t be a very good way to start out when applying for the (insert position); however, I am very interested in working for your team because I like awesome and you people seem pretty awesome.  

In a few short (or very long) weeks, I will be the holder of a BS degree in Sociology from Southern Utah University. I have a real passion for working with and for people, using my talents and creativity, and for being weird. My degree has allowed me to experience and participate in many different aspects of society and I’m itching for some new challenges.

My interests include: community service/giving back, sociology/people watching, crafting/creating, social media, and listening to really great music. I am also a huge basketball fanatic and can’t wait to come and cheer UNLV on this year! Among other things, I also happen to be a Pinterest addict and a self-proclaimed cat-lady. If that’s not enough, I don’t know what is? You can check out my social media links here: Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/jillydecker   Twitter: https://twitter.com/jilliodecker  Instagram: jilltotherescue, and if you promise not to judge, I’ll even tell you my Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/jillypuff

That’s enough about me, perhaps even too much, but I am excited to hear back from you. I might even arrange to shower and get dressed before the interview!  

Cheers!

Jill Decker

Jdecker2000@gmail.com

(435)592-0361 

Reason #3,093,038 Why I am a Cat Lady

Cats are cute. And they take care of themselves but they like to cuddle sometimes, too. And I dunno about your cats, but Calv & Gretch keep themselves pretty clean and therefore smell decent; better than some humans I know. 

But mostly, I like being a hermit and my cats allow me to do so without feeling rude or like I'm actually a hermit- even though, clearly, I am. 

This blog is going to suffer for a few weeks, but when school ends...it's on, people. Until then, meow on. 

"We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people."

- Martin Luther King, Jr., "Letter from Birmingham Jail"

I'm still angry today and I probably shouldn't blog about it, but I liked this quote a lot because it's something that I am seeing more and more. If you aren't willing to stand up for something/someone because of what others think or what they will say about you/to you and even if you don't say anything "bad", it doesn't make you "good". People should grow some balls. That is all. 

I Am a Cat Lady Because...

I am a cat lady because cats don't give a fuck.

Today in my Motivation and Emotion class we were (I'm not sure why) talking about body image, which happens to be right up my alley these days, and how women are objectified. While I wasn't exactly fond of the way the professor was "guiding" the discussion in the first place, it ended even more horribly than I could have imagined.

First of all, as a woman and an "intellectual", I feel that my professor did an absolutely horrible job in helping to empower women; by agreeing that women should be thin, wear make-up, and buy the latest fashion, I believe my professor shot herself and all women in the foot. Seriously... I never thought I would hear an intelligent, educated woman saying the things that she said today. Secondly, when a male student raises his hand to "let us know" that he would never date a girl that wasn't always wearing make-up, perhaps we should move the discussion to a more constructive place. Instead, it continued on and was made into a discussion of, "well, yeah...80 pounds is too skinny for a grown woman, but just because that's too skinny doesn't mean that this is an excuse for girls to wear sweatpants and get fat". At this point, I lost it.

There are 10 women and 5 men in my class; nearly everyone had a look of horror on their face as these things were being said by the professor and one other student but no one dared to speak up. So I did. I'm not sure the professor or the dude that "doesn't date chicks unless they have on make-up" got my point, but I hope that someone in the room felt better. At least a little bit. Isn't it sad that women are expected to be "perfect"...and men just get to be whatever they want to be.

So, I am a cat lady because cats do not care if anyone is wearing make-up. They don't care if you wear sweatpants or a mini skirt. They just don't care. And I wish that's how humans were, too.

If I Could...

If I could write my Senior Capstone paper on cats, I'd be done already. Instead, I've been slaving away, reading thousands a lot of articles, books, and journals about body image; the only thing it's doing is making me angry at the way things are.

So, I'm going to just pretend that I don't have anything to do except write on Kittyology. I'm pretty good at procrastinating and I think we all know I love kitties...so it's a win-win! Another really cool thing is that school ends relatively soon and then I will have unlimited amounts of time to dedicate to this blog. I'm not sure if that's awesome or really sad- but either way, that's what is happening.

Perks to Being a Cat Lady- Part 1

Since I missed math yesterday, I was unaware that we were supposed to dress up for Halloween in order to get extra credit. When the professor asked why I didn't dress up I told him that I was dressed up. He looked at me again, as I sat there in my basketball shorts and t-shirt, and asked what I was supposed to be. I told him that I was a cat lady. Boom. Extra credit.

So while it might be annoying to have cat hair all over me every day, it paid off today! And that, my friends, is a perk of being a cat lady. No costumes needed on Halloween. Just be you.

www.thedailybeast.com  (source)

Force Your Cat to Love You

How to encourage force your cat to love you in ten simple steps:

1. Get the cat when it is a small kitten. It works best if the kitten was previously abandoned and possibly starving. 
2. Feed the cat. 
3. Let the kitten scratch the shit out of you. 
4. Repeat steps 2 & 3 for the first year of the kittens life. 
5. Force cuddle the kitty any chance you get. 
6. Pretend you don't care if the kitty cuddles with you. Reverse psychology works great with kittens/cats.
7. Bribe your kitty to cuddle with you by giving him or her treats. 
8. Buy a leash and a harness for your kitty. Attempt to take your kitty on a walk. After you find out that cats actually hate that shit, rescue the cat from the harness and cuddle it. 
9. Buy cute outfits for your kitty and attempt to dress it; cats hate that and once you figure that out, you will never do that again. The cat will love you for this. 
10. Let the cat do whatever the hell it wants to do.

Best of luck in your journey to forcing helping your cat love you.