Can't. Get. Enough.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Gaining Momentum
I guess it's true that when you're happy you've got less to say. At least for me. I haven't posted anything in the last few days because I've been both busy and happy. The last few months for me have been difficult, trying, depressing, etc...I completely lost momentum, self-confidence and even the hope of being hired somewhere. I even told Jeff that I was beginning to feel "un-hire-worthy." The less I did, the less I wanted to do. You'd think with all my free time I would have been exercising, organizing...just gettin' shit done. But I wasn't. I held out hope that the right job would come along, but I started to get confused, thinking that maybe I was passing things up because sub-consciously I just didn't want to work or something. But listening to that tiny glimmer of my inner ego (Rachel you're too good for Macy's, Rachel you know you won't be happy being the admin at "X" corporation no matter how much they pay you) was 100% the right thing to do. I almost can't believe this even happened for me.
It's only been a week, but my new job is perfect for me. Working in the editorial department in magazine publishing is something that I've always wanted to do. The best work experience I had was as an intern at a magazine, and the only time I've ever gone to a job that didn't make me absolutely miserable. My boss is awesome. She is the antithesis of micro-management. Our office environment, casual. Very casual, which equals very awesome. My editor and managing editor are women my age and we're getting along fantastic. I do a little bit of administrative work, but not much, most of it is creative, and best of all, I am trusted to make decisions. And even better than the "best of all" is that I get to write. I get to do restaurant reviews (which I've been wanting to do for a while), shop for items we want to feature, and eventually I'll even get to do some travel writing.
So yeah, things are better.
We have a lunch club on Monday's too, which reminded me a lot of this!
It's only been a week, but my new job is perfect for me. Working in the editorial department in magazine publishing is something that I've always wanted to do. The best work experience I had was as an intern at a magazine, and the only time I've ever gone to a job that didn't make me absolutely miserable. My boss is awesome. She is the antithesis of micro-management. Our office environment, casual. Very casual, which equals very awesome. My editor and managing editor are women my age and we're getting along fantastic. I do a little bit of administrative work, but not much, most of it is creative, and best of all, I am trusted to make decisions. And even better than the "best of all" is that I get to write. I get to do restaurant reviews (which I've been wanting to do for a while), shop for items we want to feature, and eventually I'll even get to do some travel writing.
So yeah, things are better.
We have a lunch club on Monday's too, which reminded me a lot of this!
Friday, February 22, 2008
F-F-Finally!
Fucking A -that took long enough! I was finally offered a job in publishing! A great defeat for yours truly. I will be working as an editorial assistant for a small magazine publisher in Folsom. They put out a few local "lifestyle" magazines, including a wedding mag twice a year. It's right up my alley and should be really fun. Hopefully the first of many good things to come this year. Hooray.
So.Much.Pain.
I had a mole removed from my back yesterday. This isn't the first time I've had this done (yay for being pale and prone to skin cancer!) but I don't remember it hurting this bad! I feel like I've been sliced open, which I was, and then kicked in the kidney a few times. I asked the nurse if this was going to hurt after the anesthesia wore off and she gave me a pretty convincing "no." Boy, was she wrong. It didn't take long before I started to feel it. It's been so hard to get comfortable. It stings and throbs like a mother******! I'm pretty sure it's the stitches that make it hurt so bad, not the actual incision. I called the doctor's office practically in tears this morning and got some pain meds for the time being. As long as this pain persists, here I'll sit, drugged up and whacked out all weekend.
What are you up to?
What are you up to?
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
LOOK!
Here I am as a Picasso woman:
And here I am as an alien:

All courtesy of this photobooth program for PC's.
And here I am as an alien:
All courtesy of this photobooth program for PC's.
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