bad day. really bad.

i had an interview for a teaching job today. pretty sure i blew it. i had felt prepared when i walked into the school, but on more than one question that was asked, i drew a blank. i can't tell you how many times i rehearsed my answers on the 3 hour car ride to this place, and yet when i was in the hot seat, i was a babbling idiot.

then on the way home, i rear-ended someone. it was raining, and as i was approaching a red light, my car hydroplaned into the truck in front of me. the hillbilly driving the truck was rather irate until he saw that no damage had been done to his vehicle. my bumper suffered a minor dent, and since no one was hurt, i apologized and suggested that we just let it go. he insisted that we call the police.

so we sat in the rain and waited for 20 minutes, making meaningless small talk. the man kept saying things like,"Yeah, you're lucky that I had that hitch on my truck, or there probably would have been more damage," and "You're probably lucky that I was there to stop you from skidding into the intersection," and so on. i wanted to add,"Yes, and I'm also 'lucky' that a dinosaur didn't burst out of the ground and bite my head off!"

so then the cop gets there, looks at my bumper, and says that because there was less than $1,000 damage that he didn't need to report it. fine with me. they both kept suggesting that i call my insurance company to see if they would pay to repair my bumper. dude, i don't give a crap about a small crater in my bumper. i drive a geo metro, for christ's sakes. and of course they both had to lecture me on being more careful.

today just made me feel really small and stupid.

wow, i haven't posted since march? well, here's an update:

-> presently working at a call center, answering questions for AT&T. common calls i receive are "why is my bill so high?" and "no one told me i'd have to pay an activation fee!" as you can imagine, it's not exactly a dream job. some days it's all i can do to talk myself out of quitting.

-> i have applied to nearly 100 schools throughout the country. i've gotten a few rejections, but mostly just no reply at all. meanwhile several of my peers have been getting interviews and hires and i'm left wondering what i'm not doing right. i do have a phone interview on friday, but the odds are really stacked against me for employment at that fancy pants school.

-> i got a really rad tattoo! it's an adaptation of alphonse mucha's "Byzantine Head: The Blonde".

here's the original:here's my ink:

kind of a poopy picture, it looks best in sunlight. anyway, i got this baby done about a month ago. it took about 3 1/2 hours and really hurt. now that it's healed, it needs a little touching up here and there, but i'm in love with it.

i think that's all of my news. i'm stalling before going to the laundromat. i hate doing laundry.

i leave you with a cute picture of my cat:

malls make me feel fat

yesterday was the first time i'd been to a mall in maybe a year or so. now i remember why i avoid them.

my sister mary came into some money, and really needed some new clothes. my mom bugged me and my other sister, maggie, to help her pick stuff out, so we went shopping.

since i finally have a job again, i figured i could buy myself a few things as well. every department store we went into, i became extremely frustrated. i know that i'm carrying some extra baggage, but i've never really thought of myself as fat. three fourths of the clothes i looked at did not have my size. i would try something on and think,"this is a large??"

i tried on several dresses and tops that had the empire waist, figuring that would be a safe bet, but then my boobs didn't fit. mary bought piles of clothes for herself, being that she is 3 sizes smaller than me.

maggie had to pay 5 bucks extra for a t-shirt that was xxl. nice, huh? oh i know, paying for the extra material right? maggie normally wears just a large, but this store's sizing was insane.

ugh. i may never step foot in a mall again.

oops... too creepy

my sister recently commissioned me to do some drawings for her kids. she has 3 little tots, and she wants me to doodle something special for each of them, frame and mat it and all that.

so i've been doodling all day, and i keep coming up with stuff that's too weird or just plain creepy.

like this:

yikes! would you want this hanging in your kid's bedroom?

Success!

i finally got a job! granted, it's at a call center, but still!

yaay!

so, once upon a time (last december) i attempted to make bread. i ended up with some sort of monster that still haunts my dreams to this day.

um. oops.

where did i go wrong? well first of all, i'm convinced that the recipe i was using called for way too much flour. because of that, i had trouble kneading properly. so i gathered some advise from friends, bought some bread-friendly flour (not just all-purpose), and i think i'm ready to give it another go. maybe tomorrow.

i've considered creating a blog for failed food experiments, because i could probably post pictures twice a week. my disasters would be a reliable source of entertainment!

i got nothin'

jeepers. it's been so long since i last posted. i guess i've been waiting for something positive to post about. um. here's a drawing i did in high school:

any thoughts?