Where's *my* TARDIS today?
Same place as usual, but because zazie11 and irrealia decided it would be cool to use Monday to take pics of your city and then post them, my copycat mode kicked in and here I am posting some of mine. I didn't actually take any of these today (since I learned of the idea at 10:00 pm) but these are some of the most recent pics I've taken and their theme is they're all from downtown LA, where I was working nights for a few months.
This was the crosswalk button across the street from my building, which I used every evening. I liked the sticker. Eventually someone took it off (party pooper), but a similar, yellow one appeared a bit later (party un-pooper). :)
At this same spot , one day I met a three-month old, blue-eyed, Chihuahuha/something mix named...Adonis. <3 He subsequently made Cute Overload. :)
Then there was this sculpture/fountain thing, outside the building I was working in. Came down for a much-needed breath of air one night and took some snaps.
Got canned from the gig, which was actually kind of a horrible place to be. Still, not nuts about it and having trouble coming to terms with it and what it might say about me these days -- specifically, my ability to suck it up and do what's needed to make the rent. More and more as I get older, if I don't want to be somewhere I pretty much phone it in and passive-aggressively/subconsciously get myself fired, no matter how much I consciously tell myself I need to suck it up and stay. My friend says it's healthy that I don't let myself endure some place that's doing me mental damage, but still...not all of these gigs I'm talking about are bad or abusive, and I feel like my performance, hirability and financial security is out of my own hands.
Hmm. Didn't mean to go there with that, but thanks for reading anyway.
This was the crosswalk button across the street from my building, which I used every evening. I liked the sticker. Eventually someone took it off (party pooper), but a similar, yellow one appeared a bit later (party un-pooper). :)
At this same spot , one day I met a three-month old, blue-eyed, Chihuahuha/something mix named...Adonis. <3 He subsequently made Cute Overload. :)
Then there was this sculpture/fountain thing, outside the building I was working in. Came down for a much-needed breath of air one night and took some snaps.
Got canned from the gig, which was actually kind of a horrible place to be. Still, not nuts about it and having trouble coming to terms with it and what it might say about me these days -- specifically, my ability to suck it up and do what's needed to make the rent. More and more as I get older, if I don't want to be somewhere I pretty much phone it in and passive-aggressively/subconsciously get myself fired, no matter how much I consciously tell myself I need to suck it up and stay. My friend says it's healthy that I don't let myself endure some place that's doing me mental damage, but still...not all of these gigs I'm talking about are bad or abusive, and I feel like my performance, hirability and financial security is out of my own hands.
Hmm. Didn't mean to go there with that, but thanks for reading anyway.