Open Apology to My Three Readers

So guess what I did with my hiatus? Wrote a thesis, put up a gallery show, passed my oral exams, sleighed a dragon, ate a porcupine, solved a crisis, beat up the sun, slapped billy bob thorton, slept with no one (damn it), developed a cow friendly means to make cheese (it involves using goats), discovered Geep, talked to Krys 397 times, developed a case of the unemployments, punked out Girl, banned red staplers for fear of fire, removed a hang nail, attempted and failed a hoax, told a story about vampire bats, ate 400 bean burritos with no onions.

To make up for my absence, I will be posting everyday this week. I will woo you with attempts at K’naan-esque lyrics and subtle melodies reminiscent of Bill Withers. I may or may not try to seduce you. It’s been awhile folks.

Teaching and Thesis and Jobs…Oh my!

Worst blog post title ever.

I just applied to another job…like a minute ago. Reason being, well, I prefer life to death AND I’m graduating from art school in two months. Applying for jobs is like having your heart broken. There’s a lot of paperwork, crying, uncertainty, self-doubt, and you also think you’re the only one going through it. I know there are a lot of people out there vying for jobs, struggling to make-ends meet, and I should certainly be empathetic of that fact, but damn it! I need work and I don’t care how many mouths you have to feed, I need that job! Calm….Calm…

I’ve obviously placed a lot of pressure on myself to find work. I’ve built it up as a measure of my self-worth, as something that will dispel the imaginary critics for questioning the choices I’ve made. I have certainly taken risks in my life, and to know that they’ve paid off, well, that would mean the world to me. Of course this line of reasoning may or may not cause a brain hemorrhage.

On top of this I’m teaching a sophomore level photography course and writing/producing a thesis. I know, I know, oh whoa is the poor white graduate student who’s had just about the easiest fucking life on earth. Yes yes, I deserve that, but it’s my blog, so if you’re reading this, you probably assume a level of narcissism.

So to the literally dozens of people who read this blog, I appreciate your patience with me and my slightly self-centeredness.

Oh, and if you’re hiring, I’d be glad to send you my resume.