I am at a professional crossroads right now. i'm a bit unhappy at work, and I started mild flirtatious job hunting today with monster dot com.

i'm trying not to whine, and the early dark days probably have alot to do with my current emotional state.

I just can't shake this feeling that my job is like a leaky bucket. Sure, I can keep pouring water into it, but that hole is still there.

I need to patch that hole.
How?
a good nights rest couldn't hurt.

in other news, I will be posting "an ode to my hair part deux" as I am slated to be on the receiving end of a mohawk. DO I really want to do this? not really. but, a promise is a promise to kids who bought $1,000 worth of books at the book fair.

I also participated in my first photo shoot ever. I tried to contain my excitement of having my picture taken (I secretly like it) to pose the freshest indie rock non-poses ever.

I am sure that the first "intently wistful-not-looking-at-camera-but-look-at-me-and-my-good-bone-structure-anyway" pose was probably caused by a large bird in a far-off tree. Now, skinny kids in pseudo vintage prada/helmut lang/guess???? all over the world practice this look.

i'm guilty of this many times.
I promise, I'll stop. well, unless rach and I get headshots.  ¶ 11/01/2005 06:51:00 PM