hear hear for reality!

It's been, what, two months almost since we graduated. This has been the most overwhelming 8 weeks of my life ever. And I hear it only gets worse! Whee!

Part I: A Half-Way Publishing Gig
So as you know I spent until the end of July working among publishers but not quite in publishing. I've learned that the combination of a second floor, not-quite cubicle office in front of ribbon windows that weren't made to open, mindless work, and a type-A boss makes for one nice Dina -suey, served road-kill style on the asphalt below the not-made-to-open windows.

Part II: Say Cheese!
Then I went to the poppin' town of Temecula to work the same photography gig I had last summer. I'm leaving back to Palo Alto this Saturday and may be returning in three weeks if they offer me a full-time job. The job would be great but work me into the ground. And I'd have to live in Temecula. But who knows, they'll probably have me in the studio so often I won't have time to notice.

Part III: Are you gonna get a career and live like a person?
Thus spake my little sister. And I don't really know. I mean job, yes. Career path. I think I'm going to put my energy into getting back into school. Only problem is, now I'm all in to this book designing thing, so now I have to choose If I'll chart the un-navigated path of design, or stick to what I know I'm good at- Art History. Oh and that GRE thing. And that gnome's voice in my hear telling me to get real and go to Law School. *Sigh*

Part IV: Existential Hand-Bag
The extent to which I don't know what to do with myself is starting to get to me. I've concluded that I just don't know who I am and that's why I don't know what to do with myself.

Part V: Intermolecular Attractions
So as you all know, like that period sophomore year, I woke up one day and decided to date. And this time it's actually getting somewhere. A little bit. It's generally frustrating. Games, un-returned calls. Being upfront doesn't seem to pay off. Blah, blah, blah. Yay! No one serious just yet.


And with that mes amies, I bid you adieu 'till the next party.