I am posting on my blog yay.

Sorry 'bout the run-on sentences. I don't feel grammarish right now.

I've had five pictures now published in the paper, so good for me. But I'm still really bad at finding people and talking to them. My editor emailed me to ask for some more but my internet wasn't working so I didn't do them and then she emailed me later and said "what's the deal?" So I told her I'd do them but then I went out and didn't get any. THEN she told me don't bother because she's assigned them to someone else. So I hope I, you know, will still get work from them even though I am not gregarious and outgoing enough to do what they asked of me.

What annoys me is that the photo editor guy, when he looked at my previous work, told me I used light well and had artistic sense and was good at composition and that that was important to them--but then they sent me out to take mugshots of people to be cropped down and the backgrounds cut out. So maybe my ineptitude at this assignment will cause me to be moved to a job that actually employs my skills?

I've got one of those cases of chapped lips that starts spreading across your whole face and stops responding to chap-stick. So I've got that going but I think it's getting better. Also I either have allergies or a virus or something or something. Fascinating Carl, fascinating!

Also I'm in the process of moving all the crap out of my room in order to remove the carpet that's the same age as me and install some less allergenic flooring. These truly are the best days of our lives.