So, I got this random email from a lady a week ago today, publisher of a local social magazine, looking for a graphic designer. She told me that she had done a search for local designers seeking employment and ran across a listing for my MySpace blog which I had wrote about being unemployed.
After a quick search of the company she said she was with (InRegister Magazine), I decided to at least give her a call as per her request and see what it was she had in mind.
She wanted me to come in for an interview, so when she asked if I was ready to start interviewing, I replied that truthfully I wasn't, but we scheduled one anyways. I worked the entire week, going back and forth from my house to Chad's apartment where I have aaaaall my stuff, getting ready for it. Parts from EBay to fix my broken computers, incidents with bleeding on projects from xacto blade cuts, zero sleep for 24 hours prior to the interview. It wasn't easy to get together in what amounted to less than a day and there was a lot of stress but I made it to their building 5 minutes ahead of time.
Well, it turns out that the one program I definitely needed to know for the job, I definitely was not experienced in. This is generally considered a BAD thing. I know that I'm talented and smart and continually hope that people can see that within my work; nonetheless, all the talent in the world can't make up for experience. I left the interview feeling really down and out because I knew my lack of experience with one thing or another would probably be something I'd be struggling with during every interview.
So I got a call from them this morning and when I heard... "So when are you ready to come to work?!?" I was shocked to be honest. I think my "Are you kidding?" response was probably less than professional... but who cares! I was so freaking excited. I start on Wednesday!
I know that it is the job God wants me to have right now, by any legitimate means, I should have not gotten this job, but I am entirely grateful for the opportunity given to me to learn new things and work in a faster environment. God is Good.
Now if He can only manage a way for me to find business clothes (that fit right!). Gone are the days when I can show up to work in a T-Shirt, jeans, and flip flops.
3.27.2006
3.26.2006
Obsessed? with Claw Machines
It has been taunting me for at least 6-8 weeks. Everytime I passed by, the claw machine at the local Wal-Mart, it's beady little eyes peering out at me, knowing I can't get at it as it was always buried under less than desirable multicolored animals.
Every week that Penguin would miraculously move about but never close enough to the top to ever hope capturing it.
Last night... I made a quick stop on my way out and noticed it close to the top... but with something on top of it. So, I thought to myself... why not, and preceded to dig for spare quarters... cause baby I was going for it!
There was an older man standing next to the machines and he was watching me as it became apparent that I was going to attempt getting a prize. He walked over towards me and asked "well which one are you going for?"
After I told him that I was going after the Penguin (which happened to be the one of the Madagascar Penguins), he leaned closer and asked "How would you like me to make it easier for you?"
I know had this look that said... "okay you strange man go for it". That's when he took his keys and opened the machine and puts it riiiiiight next to the hole. I was ecstatic. It was so easy, I could have just pushed it over with the claw.
So what happens... I grabbed the fuzzy purple elephant thing behind it and won that.
*GRRRR*
After the man finished laughing at my obvious frustration, he asked me if I was interested in a trade. When I heard those words, "I'll let you trade", I jumped around like a 3 year old getting a sucker from the quarter machines.
So he opened the machine again... grabbed the Penguin for me and handed it to me. I quickly gave him the flamboyant elephant and rolled on out of there, grinning from ear to ear.
It was then that the deviousness of this penguin became apparent, and it thwarted me again by escaping. As I was walking to the car, it threw itself out of the cart in a desperate attempt to excape. I didn't notice it's absense until I had reached my destination.
I simply couldn't let this threat to our national security wander around the Wal-Mart parking lot, so once I realized it was on the loose, I hurried back to where I was parked and traced my steps. It wasn't long before I found it.
Dammit! I wanted that penguin... and now it's safely in a cage. Don't worry folks, I have my eye on it now and I won't let it happen again.
Every week that Penguin would miraculously move about but never close enough to the top to ever hope capturing it.
Last night... I made a quick stop on my way out and noticed it close to the top... but with something on top of it. So, I thought to myself... why not, and preceded to dig for spare quarters... cause baby I was going for it!
There was an older man standing next to the machines and he was watching me as it became apparent that I was going to attempt getting a prize. He walked over towards me and asked "well which one are you going for?"
After I told him that I was going after the Penguin (which happened to be the one of the Madagascar Penguins), he leaned closer and asked "How would you like me to make it easier for you?"
I know had this look that said... "okay you strange man go for it". That's when he took his keys and opened the machine and puts it riiiiiight next to the hole. I was ecstatic. It was so easy, I could have just pushed it over with the claw.
So what happens... I grabbed the fuzzy purple elephant thing behind it and won that.
*GRRRR*
After the man finished laughing at my obvious frustration, he asked me if I was interested in a trade. When I heard those words, "I'll let you trade", I jumped around like a 3 year old getting a sucker from the quarter machines.
So he opened the machine again... grabbed the Penguin for me and handed it to me. I quickly gave him the flamboyant elephant and rolled on out of there, grinning from ear to ear.
It was then that the deviousness of this penguin became apparent, and it thwarted me again by escaping. As I was walking to the car, it threw itself out of the cart in a desperate attempt to excape. I didn't notice it's absense until I had reached my destination.
I simply couldn't let this threat to our national security wander around the Wal-Mart parking lot, so once I realized it was on the loose, I hurried back to where I was parked and traced my steps. It wasn't long before I found it.
Dammit! I wanted that penguin... and now it's safely in a cage. Don't worry folks, I have my eye on it now and I won't let it happen again.
3.21.2006
Spiders and SI
I can't sleep... about an hour ago I was lying in bed when I felt something crawl across my body. It ended up being a spider at least an inch in diameter. If there has one thing on this earth that has the ability to easily un-nerve me, it's bugs. It took everything I had in me to grab something to kill it with and go for it. The alternative was to let it crawl away, then I would be left wondering when it was going to come back to get me. So I finally swatted it and it's body was crumpled up right in the spot where I sleep. Nice.
Sure, it's dead... but I can't touch those sheets until they are washed. So I've been killing time reading the pile of Sports Illustrated I've been letting grow due to lack of time or interest in reading them. Off the top was the Swimsuit edition. Body paint swimsuits are getting old... so are pictures where there is actually no swimsuit, yet there's a little write up on how much the swimsuit (you can't see) cost. I can appreciate the beauty of the human body as an artist, the way the lights and colors create interesting forms, so as a girl this issue doesn't offend me, but more importantly this edition is valuable to someone like myself because they always manage to come up with some swift advertisments.
Jack Daniels is a mans aromatherapy, I've now voted for Mr. Peanut's new look online, and I have seen a 30 Million Dollar swimsuit. More interesting to me than all these things was the Only Vegas ad... which has a section of scratch offs on it. Very clever for people like myself who get excited about bubble wrap and scratch off stuff.
The premise is, there are three columns. 1. Name 2. Profession 3. Home. Combine what you scratch off as your identity while you are in Vegas, because now we all know What happens there, stays there unless your last name is Spears and your first name is Brittney.
I will list the randomly scratched off combinations in order of their appearance:
1. Cindy (YES that was the first one HA). I'm a rap mongul (gulf coast playa) from Venus.
2. Bambi (HA and that's my alter-ego when you call the 1-800 ..). A living legend from Mars.
3. Topher (sorry Chris, I'm borrowing your name). An underwear model from the North Pole (goood combination there).
4. Candy is a lead singer from Tokyo
5. Brock. a body builder from Zimbabwe (yeah that's not me)
6. Jenna. an exotic dancer from Havana
7. Thor the Philanthropist from Saskatchewan (lol they had Thor on there... nice)
8. Nigel the Sultan of Fiji
9. Destiny the Kung Fu Master of Liechtenstein
10. Sigmund the Lumberjack of Kansas (I don't think I have to explain how realistic that one is)
11. Norm the famous Hand Model of Transylvania.
12. Marsha. A double agent from Detroit.
Man that was great... now I have to go shake off all the little flecks. Hope you're getting more sleep than I am.
Sure, it's dead... but I can't touch those sheets until they are washed. So I've been killing time reading the pile of Sports Illustrated I've been letting grow due to lack of time or interest in reading them. Off the top was the Swimsuit edition. Body paint swimsuits are getting old... so are pictures where there is actually no swimsuit, yet there's a little write up on how much the swimsuit (you can't see) cost. I can appreciate the beauty of the human body as an artist, the way the lights and colors create interesting forms, so as a girl this issue doesn't offend me, but more importantly this edition is valuable to someone like myself because they always manage to come up with some swift advertisments.
Jack Daniels is a mans aromatherapy, I've now voted for Mr. Peanut's new look online, and I have seen a 30 Million Dollar swimsuit. More interesting to me than all these things was the Only Vegas ad... which has a section of scratch offs on it. Very clever for people like myself who get excited about bubble wrap and scratch off stuff.
The premise is, there are three columns. 1. Name 2. Profession 3. Home. Combine what you scratch off as your identity while you are in Vegas, because now we all know What happens there, stays there unless your last name is Spears and your first name is Brittney.
I will list the randomly scratched off combinations in order of their appearance:
1. Cindy (YES that was the first one HA). I'm a rap mongul (gulf coast playa) from Venus.
2. Bambi (HA and that's my alter-ego when you call the 1-800 ..). A living legend from Mars.
3. Topher (sorry Chris, I'm borrowing your name). An underwear model from the North Pole (goood combination there).
4. Candy is a lead singer from Tokyo
5. Brock. a body builder from Zimbabwe (yeah that's not me)
6. Jenna. an exotic dancer from Havana
7. Thor the Philanthropist from Saskatchewan (lol they had Thor on there... nice)
8. Nigel the Sultan of Fiji
9. Destiny the Kung Fu Master of Liechtenstein
10. Sigmund the Lumberjack of Kansas (I don't think I have to explain how realistic that one is)
11. Norm the famous Hand Model of Transylvania.
12. Marsha. A double agent from Detroit.
Man that was great... now I have to go shake off all the little flecks. Hope you're getting more sleep than I am.
3.03.2006
December 29th; Sunset at the Magic Kingdom
Sunset at Cinderella's Castle, The Holiday Show, & Fireworks (There is a short movie of some of the fireworks at the very end).
Does this castle match my shirt? I think it does... I'll take it.
What little chinese boy... I don't see any chinese boy...
The Spectramagic Light Parade
Mickey Mouse Floats
Alladin Floats
Chip & Dale
The Fairy Godmothers
The Little Mermaid Floats
The Three Little Pigs, Cinderella, & Alice in Wonderland
The Fireworks Display
Does this castle match my shirt? I think it does... I'll take it.
What little chinese boy... I don't see any chinese boy...
The Spectramagic Light Parade
Mickey Mouse Floats
Alladin Floats
Chip & Dale
The Fairy Godmothers
The Little Mermaid Floats
The Three Little Pigs, Cinderella, & Alice in Wonderland
The Fireworks Display
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