boundcreature

i've been full of lame journal entries lately, so tonight, even though i'd like to try to kick it old school, i don't have the energy or enthusiasm or the content. i'd like to offer you classic BuckyKatt666-style passion with subued boundcreature-esque wisdom, but it's not gonna happen, at least not tonight, maybe sometime this week. i haven't written an entry about dancing and meeting girls in months, probably since sometime last year. i should write an entry about palo but it seems really weird writing anything private about her since she reads this and since all of you fuckers have seen her naked, so, if i wrote anything, you'd totally be able to picture it vividly and that would just be weird. i like having some small, tiny part of her that no one else is allowed to have, so it seems silly to ruin it by writing about it in my decidedly lame-ass blog.

tonight, i'm getting prepared for the first of many interviews i will have in the next few weeks. this one in particular is tomorrow morning at 9:00am, in the prudential building, with a company that markets creative people to other companies. not quite a temp agency and not quite a headhunter, somewhere inbetween. they setup freelance and temporary relationships between individual graphic artists and companies. in preparation for this, i've been digging through all of my computer files and print files, trying to assemble a portfolio. a task i have not undertaken in almost two years. i also wrote up a new resume today and it's astonishing to me that i have done as much as i have done in the last few years. a quick snippet:

- painted 8 murals (2 which fully-encapsulated bedrooms)
- created identities for 3 start-up businesses
- designed the retail location of a motorized scooter store
- worked in 4 sign shops in 2 states
- conceived, wrote, illustrated, designed, published and distributed a magazine
- ran 2 businesses
- gave 2 lectures at 2 colleges (1 of which i dropped-out of)
- conducted interviews with the singers of 3 of my favorite punk bands and 2 of my favorite comics artists
- exhibited my work at a national comics convention
- drawn from more nude models than i can remember
- modeled nude for more artists than i can remember
- sold sponsorships for a non-profit and financed a promotional mailer
- sold plasma for food so i could work full-time on my magazine
- turned the magazine into a website
- developed a technique to create road-marking stencils
- developed a training system for the employees of a company that did 2 million dollars in sales last year

just about the only thing i haven't done is drawn a comic i am happy with.

ThePants and i were at the library today while i was looking for books on writing resumes and cover letters and he spotted a book called something like "Succeed Without College!"

pants: here's a book for you
jordan: shut-up
pants: says here there are all kinds of careers you could have... you could
be a postal worker...
jordan: shut-uupp
pants: ooh, look, you can be a designer!
jordan: shuuut-uuuppp
pants: hey, you can make 585 dollars a week in 1982
jordan: no shit?

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less than twenty-four hours until palo arrives. i don't know that this week was hard enough on me that i deserve her so soon, but i'm not gonna question it. i'm all sore and frustrated and i'd be quite content and even, dare i say, a little bit satisfied to fall asleep with her for a few nights in a row.


*** Updated to Add***

I smacked the interview like a bitch. Seriously, I should just get a job going on job interviews. They are so easy. You get to dress fancy and ride in elevators and then you sit down in air conditioning and talk about two things: yourself and graphic design. I don't love anything in this world as much as I love myself and graphic design. Soooo easy.

So, they are going to start marketing me to their clients. It's actually not even true freelance work, because they deduct taxes from my pay, which is just awesome. All of the benefits of freelance, with none of the hassles.

Haha. 5 hours 'til palo