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This is the face (or half-face, rather) of a petrified lady. Granted, I am loads cleaner than yesterday's shot, but what you also see here is terror. Intense terror.

Tomorrow I have an interview. I will be on my own taking the bus there & back, something I have never done before. The location of the job place is somewhere I have never visited or seen. Riding the bus alone scares the shit out of me. Walking around a strange area alone scares the shit out of me. The interview itself will NOT scare the shit out of me, but by the time I arrive you can bet I will be out of breath, on edge, and sweaty.

Today, I must prepare my print portfolio. I'm on my way out the door to find an art supply place & a print shop.

But first, with this towel on my head, I will upload this photo, drink 1 cup of coffee (with too much cream), and quickly put together a CD of my most best design shit.

Wish me luck.

my dad bought a house about a block from our apartment. yesterday he(i) got the keys.

today i started cleaning. i owe him a bit of money and instead of paying him back i am getting everything ready for him to move in. they pervious occupants left a ton of shit and did not clean at all. today i went to target and stocked up on supplies...

then i worked on the kitchen:
i took apart the inside of the fridge/freezer and cleaned/sanitized everything,
cleaned the counters, sink, stove, walls....

scrubbed the nooks and crannies, threw out junk and then swept and mopped the floor.

then i came home to eat and now i am going to work.

on friday i leave for humboldt. matt is going to help my dad move while i am gone.