sun soaked bulges in the shade

I'm burning both ends working at the restaurant and training with Kaplan, and fresh fruit is a reprieve after that night shift ends. Justin and I bit into the ripest peach on Tuesday, which was later blended into a smoothie. Summer lovin', having a blast...

Wah.

I lost my job with Hudson Valley Magazine. I just couldn't sell five video packages per week---small businesses are barely staying afloat, and it isn't easy to push expenditures on advertising.

Justin consoles me, but I feel like a big disappointment. I zoomed through school to get into this working world, but there isn't any work to be had.

peace tip #32

PEACE TIP #32
Shame no one.


I'll go ahead and confess to the crime of almost eating an untouched onion ring off of a plate I cleared at Red Lobster on Friday. The snack was cut off by the presence of a kitchen manager, who nearly brought me to my knees in shame of eating after someone.

Let this be known--servers get hungry. They are on their toes when most people eat, and scraps become a bit more appealing when their own dinners seem unobtainable.

Call me gross, but desperation trumps etiquette.

In my other world, I walk in the daylight and meet the wonderful people of the wonderful places like New Paltz and Fishkill. On Friday, I met Justin at The Village Tearoom for a fanciful thirst quencher. These are the days I feel free; these are the days I love the most.

I've got a job with Hudson Valley Magazine! My cubicle has a window, so I'm really into bird watching at the moment. I never thought I'd end up in advertising sales, but after filling out a trillion career search input forms, I am overly happy to have a box surrounded by other boxes.

Justin's birfday is Friday, and it will be a grand time for the nearly 28-year-old Mr. Sparkles.

Ads!

In March, Allen Rosenshine advised me to add to my portfolio by recreating existing ads in my own style. Below is the result:

Ikea

BEFORE:


AFTER:


Converse

BEFORE:


AFTER:


Clearisil

BEFORE:


AFTER:




Walkway Over the Hudson

BEFORE:


AFTER:

peace tip #31

PEACE TIP #31
Make friends.


A man with white hair told me this. Perhaps there is something to be said about white hair and wisdom as I heard it in stories I read as a child. There are few two word statements I have ever head to be so profound.

Until my junior-senior year, college was a bust for my social well-being. I can gripe about it, or I can be thankful for the fruitful end which introduced me to wonderful people whose last names that sound like "torrents," "myth," "savory," "pot," and "love joy." Those who are miles away are severely missed.

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Adult life brings dilemmas like politics. I abhor them. I hate having to agree with another's so-called "philosophies" in order to gain approval. Yet, I am also learning that professionalism is riddled with such acts. So it is, so it may not always be.

On Monday begins a new adventure for me!

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Justin his almost sure he tore his ACL, and now we have pictures of his knee. Our hopes gear towards a steady recovery so the joint may heal and my love joy can enjoy the blossoming life that surrounds us without being hobble-y!