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[03 Oct 2005|11:57am] |
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To Do Today:
- Finish updated CV (this has already been completed as much as possible without information that has been
hidden cleverly filed by mother). - Write generic (but engaging!) cover letter explaining why my lack of experience is a negligible concern and everyone should want to employ me.
- Print and compile a zillion copies of aforementioned CV and cover letter.
- Make father find the adaptor cable thingy for the scanner and scan
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) fatladydigest art (if they don't hate me yet *wibble*). - Go outside.
To Do Later This Week:
- Go to Knox City and Eastland, go into every store that has a "help wanted" sign and give them a CV/cover letter package.
- Go to Spotlight and get some fabric for summer tops.
- Make summer tops out of said fabric!
- Book test for learner's permit (and get/read road rules book!)
The weather has gone suddenly summery over the last few days, although I suspect that may be at least partially because I spent Saturday and Sunday in a white skirt. It never ceases to amaze me just how effectively clothes alter one's mood. The brilliant glass-blue spring sky with the perfectly-formed painted-on fluffy white clouds didn't hurt, either, nor did listening to 6os rock and roll in my father's car with the windows rolled down. There's something about being in my father's car with the windows rolled down that makes me feel like summer, and holidays, and Christmas.
It would be weird to live somewhere where summer and holidays don't coincide with Christmas.
Now I want to listen to jazz and go dancing barefoot and have evening picnics. I know it isn't actually Summer, yet, but at some point the seasons stopped being four and became Summer and Winter to me. Spring is fresh and bouncy, but Summer is warm and glowing, and colourful but lazy. Maybe this is partially because, while I would normally be Working Hard right now, I am kind of drifting blankly through the world, feeling warm and colourful and lazy.
So getting rid of this black hair ASAP.
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[03 Oct 2005|02:26pm] |
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Gah.
What are my (relevant and employable) interests, guys?
Somehow I think "LiveJournal, Geekery, Old Movies and Joss Whedon" are not really appropriate for a CV. Nor are triskadecapedal egyptians or rice-eating piracy.
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[03 Oct 2005|06:52pm] |
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I have bought a prelightener and a hair dye that matches my roots (as closely as we could manage under flourescent lighting, anyway). The thing is, I have to wait 15 days between stripping my hair of all its natural and unnatural pigments and actually redying it again. So I'm going to be blonde for a couple of weeks. *has more fun* :)
The annoying part about the prelightener (and it was the only one I could find, so I've had to go with it, as am too impatient to shop around) is that the instructions say to do the tips and length of your hair first, then apply bleach to the roots after half an hour. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to dye just the ends of your hair? When it's dry? Ugh. Dramas. I hope it doesn't come out uneven. It's so much easier to (effectively) bleach really short hair.
So, anyway. At rehearsal tomorrow night (and next week) I shall be a blonde. OMG. I haven't been a blonde in over a year. This is all a bit exciting, really.
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