I have done NOTHING productive at work today. And we're in the middle of deadline crunch week. Oh my.
Stupid magazine, it's always late in production anyway because the CO takes for-fucking-ever to read and approve it. Every month we're late, usually just by a few days or so. But this month the magazine comes out on the 18th.
Imagine that. The fucking MAY issue is not available in print till May 18, by which time you might as well just wait for next month.
No wonder I've spent an entire day reading journals on SG and LJ.
Ooh, I might be working as a model for a local photographer that I really like. He's doing a 'Tortured Souls' series and we're discussing my participation. Either way, he's going to do stuff for my portfolio.
I'm also talking to an amateur photographer who does really innovative work - he might do some of my semi-nude stuff.
I need a better icon picture, but this is the only photo I have online right now. That will change once I convince Nat to get off her ass and scan my photos onto the computer for me.
But for now you can all enjoy the loverley picture of me staying up till 3 a.m. with my darling Emily, wearing a gigantic hoodie and no makeup.
Heh.. I called Jon and left a voice mail. All I said was "bad cat." He spent an hour trying to figure out who sent it.
I'm silly.
Stupid magazine, it's always late in production anyway because the CO takes for-fucking-ever to read and approve it. Every month we're late, usually just by a few days or so. But this month the magazine comes out on the 18th.
Imagine that. The fucking MAY issue is not available in print till May 18, by which time you might as well just wait for next month.
No wonder I've spent an entire day reading journals on SG and LJ.
Ooh, I might be working as a model for a local photographer that I really like. He's doing a 'Tortured Souls' series and we're discussing my participation. Either way, he's going to do stuff for my portfolio.
I'm also talking to an amateur photographer who does really innovative work - he might do some of my semi-nude stuff.
I need a better icon picture, but this is the only photo I have online right now. That will change once I convince Nat to get off her ass and scan my photos onto the computer for me.
But for now you can all enjoy the loverley picture of me staying up till 3 a.m. with my darling Emily, wearing a gigantic hoodie and no makeup.
Heh.. I called Jon and left a voice mail. All I said was "bad cat." He spent an hour trying to figure out who sent it.
I'm silly.
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That would have been cooler if you could hear the song in your head like I just did.
Yes, I am in the Navy, but I have been assured that this is not the "real" Navy, so I'm not sure what the hell I'm doing.
Shore duty rocks.