I got an interview! Well, no, not really. I got really excited at first when I got the email, but then I looked at it more closely, and I think it's just a screener to see if they actually want to interview me. It's a 20 minute phone interview with the Executive Director, so....yeah. *sigh* I always have to remind myself not to put all my eggs in one basket. If anything it means my revised resume looks halfway decent, and I should be sending it out to even more places.
My allergies have really been acting up today. Must be springtime.
I heard a rumor about a Goapele and Floetry concert around these parts for only $20 (cause the club is standing room). I must investigate before I get too excited. I'm kinda turning into a Floetry head. If I see them in concert twice it'll be official. The only person I've ever seen in concert twice is Amel Larrieux, and I'd watch her in concert from now until the end of time because she's just that good.
Special shout out to
dstnd2be for giving me some hard truths and good advice. It wasn't easy to hear, but I needed to hear it. Thanks :)
Also special shout out to
jamara125 for
this comment and for just being her fabulous self. It was one of those that stuck in my head long afterwards, and had me pondering about lots of things. 'Preciate it sis. :)
I won a free week at Curves. I'm actually pretty excited about it. (I don't think I really won, I think they had a small number of people enter to win so they just gave us all a free week). I'm going there tonight to do my body analysis, and all that, and for them to prep me on the costs (so that they'll know from the start whether or not they'll make any money off of my free week, lol.) I am NOT excited about the body analysis and all that. Boo. But at least it's only 30 minutes of bad news.
But, in preparation for my bad news, I will follow the likes of
shadowfae and
la_petite_maman and all the folks who've done this at some point, and list five physical things that I like about myself.
Hmmm...
1. Hair. That's an easy one, but it's been a long journey to actually liking it, and not just being crazy about it because every one else "liked" it (in their own strange ways.)Next!
2. This is gonna sound strange, but I LOVE the spot where my legs meet the bottom curve of my ass. It is glorious! It's so soft, and....ok, anyway. I just like that spot. It's lovely, it needs some visitors, lol.
Hmm, this shit's hard. And it feels very superficial (in part because it's difficult and it's making me uncomfortable, so my mind automatically finds ways to demonize it.)
3. My eyes. (I guess.) My dad's eyes are just slightly lighter than standard brown eyes, sort of nice translucent kind of brown, if you look really close. My eyes are the same. Except it never shows up in pictures, nor really when I have my contacts on. You've gotta be way upclose and personal to see anything special in there. *shrug* That's the best I can do for that one. Liking my eyes because they're slightly "different" always makes me feel like an asshole. Cause it's rooted in that whole, lighter is better bullshit. Eh.
The next two things aren't necessarily things I actively like, but they are farher from dislike than most of the options.
4. My lips. When I was younger I really liked them. Someone once complimented me on their shape and that stuck with me. Now I'm sort of ambivalent about them. I haven't had any complaints, so I'll leave it at that, lol. Next!
5. My voice. It's deeper than the average female voice, and not in a phone sex type way at all. Again, I can't say that I like it, in fact in recent years I think contributes to my feeling a lack of womanliness especially in social situations during introductions and conversations. Three little chickies with high pitched flirty voices and then my big boomy serious from the core of the earth one. Even so, I wouldn't ever want it to change.