My first day at the new job was supposed to be July 7th. Change of plans. My old boss, DB (the nickname J tagged him with, abbreviation for "douchebag") decides that he doesn't need me after all. Says I can go on to the new position.
What an arrogant fucktard. (There, I feel better. Don't you?)
The first day rocked. Seriously. Like woah. Sweet ass office with a huge window that looks out into the courtyard, laid back boss who's younger than me by 2 years, and finally doing what I went to college for.
All this time I've been feeling sooo guilty. My parents put me through college, my major being graphics design. I was/am one of those artsy fartsy chics that you know, sans the long hair, paint stained jeans and piercings. Anyway, I decide I can't make a living on oil painting or photography straight out of college, so I major in GD. Little did I know that you can't make a good living as a GD unless you move to NYC... I work for the last 3-4 years in jobs with a little design work here and there, but nothing to brag about.
Now I'm in my own little graphic design heaven, making beautiful, tight little clean brochures for a real estate company. And I'll get to visit the sites for a little photography for these brochures as well. *sigh* I know, I'm a dork. Bite me.
Besides the loveliness in the new job world, I've got a little photo post in the works. Swears. I'm dedicating it to one of my dearest bloggy friends, Kelly, who definitely needs a little pick me up. And girl, do I have some photos that will!
In other news, Preggers Polgara has tagged me! And you know how much I love talking about myself. Hell, who doesn't?
What was I doing ten years ago?
Studying to be a graphic designer, taking photography & oil painting courses, living at home with parents, being a wild child on the weekends with my friends going dancing and such.
What are five things on my list to do this weekend?
Search for bridal and bridesmaid jewelry
Take nephew to the river for first time
HNMN with the Babers
Maybe dinner out with my fiance so neither of us will have to cook or clean!
Snacks I enjoy?
As of late I am addicted to PISTACHIOS. *drool* Also enjoy grapes, turkey weiners (lol, I'm serious!), and J's cajun popcorn (aka popcorn with hot sauce, cajun seasoning and spray butter)
Things I Would Do If I Were A Billionaire?
I agree with Pol's answer on this one. I'd make few select friends/family millionares, mainly so they wouldn't bug me for lunch money. Then I'd pay off the little debt my parents have and set them up for the rest of their lives, buy me and Babers a house/land and then get busy traveling!
Three of my bad habits?
Clutter (Can't seem to let go of boxes. I hoard them for some reason...)
Paranoia - every single flipping time I leave the house I absolutely HAVE to go back inside and check to see if I've turned the hair iron off. Every. Single. Time. (Its exhausting people.)
Worry (I had to ask J for help with this question, the last he said was that I worry too much. So there you have it.)
Five places I have lived?
Have only lived in one place really, lived in Ruston, LA for a semester of college and then high tailed it back home cuz I missed everyone.
Five jobs I've had?
Waitress (college days)
Photographer (for a summer in college)
How did you name your blog?
I wrote a book of poetry when I was younger over the span of 3 years or so and Another Day in the Same Life just popped into my head. That line in itself just seemed so poetic and yet so simple to me and it eventually stuck.