Today was gross. Flat out gross. Literally.
I filled up an entire grocery bag with tissues.
Oy. I’ve never experienced so much snot in my entire life. It was just bad news everywhere. The entire day I’ve been lying on my bed/couch/beanbag trying to find the off switch for my nose. I even downed a cupful of Marco’s drugs. I’m pretty sure he enjoys seeing me suffer because the orange syrupy stuff he gave me did nothing but blast my taste buds with an incredibly disturbing combination of citrus, mint, and baby powder. My gag reflex dreads the thought of it.
On a related note…. It’s 3:30 am and I’m still not tired. Also bad news. My lovely cold knocked me out flat last night, so once I climbed up to my lovely dorm room bed I was out for a solid 12 hours. With my bed time that means I woke up sometime around 3 pm today. Sweet.
So I’ve been trying to get the Recent Photoness portion of this blog up and running, but I guess it just isn’t gonna happen anytime soon. Apparently WordPress truly enjoys being a malicious dictator of a blogger and won’t let me set up that section how I want to. I guess I’ll just turn it into something else instead. This post from Vegas was originally supposed to go under there, but since that isn’t going to work out I thought I’d stick it up on the normal feed. So here’s my thoughts on our trip to Vegas, written a couple months ago [check the VegasPhotos here]:
The folksies from the Magazine Writing class were all assigned to do different stories on ministries in Vegas. They set everything up on there own and had to do their own hard core journalization to make these stories happen. I have to say, I was pretty dang impressed with Kelli and Katie DUB. They were powerhouses! Pure domination. They were the writers that I chose to work with so between them, Kelsey (the other photog), and myself, I’d say we rocked the assignment pretty dang well. I don’t have their stories, but if you guys read this please stick up a link or something! That’d be sweet.
I’m not gonna lie… I really dig Vegas. I’ve been there probably 10 times or so, but this was my first non-touristy time there. We went to the actually city, where real people (aka not strippers or drunk tourists) work and live and do their deal. It was a great time. I have officially decided that the Las Vegas Sun is awesome like none other. And this is coming from someone who absolute despises newspapers. I’ve already sent them my resume. For reals.
I never heard back from The Sun, but it’s probably for the better since I would’ve had to pay for my own housing there. I can’t afford to be losing any money over the summer since I’m going to London in the fall. I’m thinking I’ll probably need all the cashmoneyflow I can scrounge up.
I’m still not tired and I don’t have a whole lot to do at the moment, so I might mess around with WordPress a little more and try and get a working page up and running or maybe update my 365. Or maybe I’ll get lucky and be able to catch some Zzz’s.
Roll.