Today, Gene and I worked on the postcard for the show. We picked the picture, figured out dates, times and an actual title for my collection of photographs. I am so happy that we finally started it. We have two whole weeks so we have to get a move on. He said that he put his show together only two days before the pictures were supposed to be hanged. Why do people wait until the very last minute to do things that they know are important? Seriously?
I made a list of all the people that I'm going to mail a postcard to, and those will be the only ones with a return address on them. I don't want to take them to school and risk a bunch of douchey underclassmen knowing where I live. I don't trust them. And if you couldn't tell before, I'm paranoid. (To be perfectly honest, I don't want anybody from school to be there except for my friends. And I can't decide if I should give an invitation to all the teachers, or just the ones I like/know).
I have also decided not to bother with the walkabout fund. I have no time and absolutely no patience at this point and I just want to get this stuff done. It's not going to cost (me) as much as I was told. So, I might be able to save $50. Woo...big deal.
Alrighty... So, we've named all but one of the pictures. What should I call the picture of Rachel and the paint samples? Suggestion? Please?
So this morning, I was eating a Reese cup, and I started coughing. I tried so hard not to choke, that a big chunk of peanut butter and chocolatey goodness flew into my nasal passage. I was so pissed off...and in pain. So the entire drive up to site this morning was me, angry and hurting, heavy swallows, trying to get this damn chocolate out of my damn head. Finally, I could feel it in the back of my throat coming out. Hooray! It felt...like I was trying to hock a loogie. Tee Hee.
Oh yeah. And I totally had one of those OMG moments (but I forgot my Degree Girls deodorant). Anyways, I was trying to do something on the computer, and I hit something on the keyboard and everytime I deleted a word, a huge picture would pop up. Anyways, my nerve and my patience completely flew out the window and I started crying and dropped the F bomb in front of my mentor a couple of times, which I apparently did once but don't remember. I hate not knowing what to do. Why can't things just be easy?
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what a horrible day....
tomorrow will be better-- Promise.
and i'm glad you no longer have peanut butter and chocolate in your head. that sounded painful.
iloveyou<3
:)
i woke up late this morning. i need to stop that. you should call me at 7:45...just to make sure. ;)
my throat still hurts.
i'm gonna miss the Harmony. :(
Sounds like the day just started off wrong. It's also a sad day when peanut butter and chocolate is not a good thing.
Allison, you better hold that temper. How did Gene respond? It sounds like he was somewhat understanding. You better be careful in the future. Not everyone is as understanding. You could lose a job over something seemingly small like that. Keep working on this.
What about "Hair Color" for the picture? I'll think some more, but that's about all of the creativity I have for you right now.
I adjusted your grade today for the Creative Writing recovery credit. You are all set. Hopefully Ryan reads this as well.
Hope to see you soon. Amy gave me a cool photograph as a gift from Kemper's collection. How about one of yours for me? You have to choose which one you want me to have. It will mean more to me that way.
okey dokey. i'll try to pick the best one in there!
Am I invited to your show??
ewww reese loogies. that sounds like it hurts.
do you have my dc address? i would give it to you here but i dont want internet weirdos (coughmelvincough) to find out where i live. rachel has it.
the harmony misses you.
of course, jordan.
i have your dc address somewhere, harmony.
Hey,
Glad you didn't choke to death!
The name of the photo, that's a no brainer: Kemper stinks
I just bet Gene was mortified when you dropped the F bomb.
If you want to send/give out invitations to a braoder audience, we can leave your return address off of some of the invitations or have them return it to you (or me) at TGS.
You should feel free to invite only those you want at the opening, but we should put up posters and give cards to teachers and the development team to showcase the show for the entire duration.
be well!
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