"Drinking mercury / to the
mystery of all that you should ever seek to find / lovely girl you're the
murder in my world / dresing coffins for the souls I've left behind / in time…"
–Smashing Pumpkins, Ava Adore
"Oh how time flies / with crystal
clear eyes / and cold as cold / when you're ending with diamond eyes"
–Cat Power
9 23 04 <---(NOTE: I did not realize this was the 22nd when I actually wrote this. So This Is Wrong. It was really the 22nd. But I'm too lazy to fix all the links, etc. so just imagine it was Weds the 22nd. Thanks.)
Free Fall
time 11:04 am feeling bored
wearing red shoes, blue pants, white shirt...USA! reading
Reader's Digest, I KNOW I am a nerd ready for going
home! next interview time
So my I directed my Dad, who loves the internet,
to this site, and he thought this was what I was sending potential employers.
Ha! That would be terrible indeed. He said he thought I sounded a bit haughty…what
else is new!! Just kidding. But, alas, the real site for 'employers', whoever
those may be, remains as the front page.
Woo hoo. I miss Sarah. Isn't that profound? I mean, I saw her last weekend and stuff, and it's not like I've been joined at the hip with her for the past four years or anything, but when she wasn't here, she was coming back. Now she's in Chicagoland, and building a new life. Those things are definitely good - she is very happy, she has awesome roommates, and she has a sweet apartment. But I think it's just weird to me to think that she's getting up, making her coffee in that stainless steel kitchen, heading off to work on the El, hitting the bars with Amy + Megan + Molly, living her life as she ought, but it's totally new, in a place I know only through multiple museum trips as a kid. It's almost like a TV show, actually, which is kind of cool. Except I'm not in it! Hah. Alas. What can you do.
Besides all this, things are pretty good. I'm updating again, which I would say is VERY good, although I should/could be working on Amber's site/working on 'work' stuff...however, THERE IS NO WORK TO DO. I've researched my brains out for SPCC, and that's going to be a big bust anyway. I did the portfolio and finished that while ago, so it's just SITTING there, like a mute Illustrator file of nothing. Being an intern is weird, as I've found out for the past four summers. All the other people, the 'bosses', that have REAL jobs, have all kinds of BS stuff to do like answer phones, talk to clients, and so forth. (OK, I guess it is not BS, but still. Just stuff I don't do as an intern.) So therefore they forget that you, as an intern, do NOT have these menial tasks and thus must make the most out of your OWN menial tasks prescribed by said boss. (Oh sorry I used 'said' again. I am very sorry Jeffrey Jason Akervik.) Whatever, it's okay.
I still love working here, but as it winds down and I have less and less to do I am very frustrated! ALAS!! I hope Tunnel goes on, they are so great philosophically and just NICE people. We talk about this a lot, Jeff and I, about the NICE PEOPLE factor. There are many NOT NICE PEOPLE out there in the, ah, 'industry' or whatever the hell it is, so to have come across as many NICE PEOPLE as we have makes us feel very fortunate. Or at least me, should I not speak for another. Still.
Last night I cooked again, I am very proud!! I made tilapia with parmesan and sauteed garlic tomato sauce stuff, with FRESH tomatoes. I felt very special. I need more garlic. I need a garlic press. And to eat more parmesan (FRESH).
Wow I am just crazy. I have two interviews this afternoon, too, so in an hour I am outta here. Whether that's good or not I don't know. I am not making much $ taking all this time off, god damn. BUT perhaps it will lead to a job. The first is an actual job interview at this sleazy place, the second is informational out in Golden Valley (! so far for me !) for Flash stuff. Cool, we'll see. I like interviews...it's GETTING the interview that is a pain in the ass.
OK well that's enough random babbling. Tonight, ballet (I think?), tomorrow, home for the birthday! Five days, surprises await...