My work (Constant Contact) is always hiring with offices near/in Boston, New York, San Francisco and Loveland.
Above is the master list, but if you’re looking for something in particular, reach out to me and I can connect you to the right people.
Signal boost for all of this.
March 12, 2013
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February 25, 2013
"And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, you took your life as lovers often do, I could have told you, Vincent; this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you"
— Dom McLean- “Vincent”
January 29, 2013
"How come every time I try to get my things together, I have less than I did before
They break into a million tiny pieces in the hearts of all the other people at my door
Let your sweet love offer me some relief
Let your sweet voice keep my wolves in the dark
Keep my wolves in the dark"
They break into a million tiny pieces in the hearts of all the other people at my door
Let your sweet love offer me some relief
Let your sweet voice keep my wolves in the dark
Keep my wolves in the dark"
— Tallhart Wolves
January 22, 2013
"In order to get what we’ve got, Anita, we have, in effect, traded these people out of what was the most important thing on earth to them—the feeling of being needed and useful, the foundation of self-respect."
— Kurt Vonnegut Player Piano
December 3, 2012
"I still believe that change can happen
Though it’s hard and it happens slowly
I still believe forgiveness comes with love
And God when it washes over me"
Though it’s hard and it happens slowly
I still believe forgiveness comes with love
And God when it washes over me"
— Paper route- are we all forgotten
November 20, 2012
"
You used to feel like a smoker shivering in the cold
Waiting outside the bar ‘til the opener’s over
But now you feel like a drinker 20 days off the sauce
Down at the liquor store trying to call your sponsor
You used to feel like the forest fire burning,
But now you feel like a child throwing tantrums for your turn
You used to sound like a prophet
Everyone wanted to know
How you could tell the truth without losing that soft glow
But now you feel like a salesman closing another deal
Or some drunk ship captain raging after the white whale
You used to feel like a forest fire burning
But now you feel like a child throwing tantrums
And then some
You used to feel like the prodigal returning
But now,
Now you hate what you’ve made
And you want to watch it burn
—
Lost my Shape, David Bazan.
Pretty much sums my life up, right about now.
October 17, 2012
"Oh my God
You sank like a stone to the belly of the lake
I fear my fate
Is tethered to yours with no hope of escape
Oh my God
Sweet angel of rescue, please call me by name
Intercede
Please send me your virtue and I’ll sink like a stone
I’ll sink like a stone"
You sank like a stone to the belly of the lake
I fear my fate
Is tethered to yours with no hope of escape
Oh my God
Sweet angel of rescue, please call me by name
Intercede
Please send me your virtue and I’ll sink like a stone
I’ll sink like a stone"
— Holy War, by TallHart
October 9, 2012
"and so now when i drink im going to drink to excess and when i smoke i will smoke keep it in hold it in my chest and when i scream i will scream until im gasping for breath and when i get sick i will stay sick for the rest of my days peddling hate at the back of a chevy express"
August 28, 2012
Lyrics: David Ramirez An Introduction
I’ve stood in Roman cathedrals
Prayed in Southern Baptist chapels
I’ve never heard a voice so I ain’t paying a penny more
Tell me where to find the Lord
They raised me on doughnuts and coffee
Under fluorescent lights we watched outdated movies
It smelled like a hospital but no one was being cured
Tell me where to find the Lord
Tell me where to find
Tell me where to find the Lord
How the hell am I supposed to knock on Heaven if I can’t even see the door
Tell me where to find the Lord
So I traded in my pew for a bar stool
Trying to find redemption in the mind of the youth
We’d sit tall with our cigarettes and disheveled uniforms
Oh I never, no I never saw the Lord
My biggest fear in the world
Is introducing myself in the grave
After all my years living free
I don’t have much to say
Oh the longer I live the more I know I’m gonna die
And the more questions I have the less I want to try
Time was winning so many times I stopped keeping score
Tell me where to find the Lord
July 25, 2012
"Donnie: Why do you wear that stupid bunny suit?
Frank: Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"
Frank: Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"
— Donnie Darko
