Two weeks down, 50 to go.

Today is the second Friday of my first two weeks at the Fort Myer Pentagram. The boss is out of the office so I can do some of my own writing now. The above photo was my attempt to go feature hunting in the area (notice the spots... the camera's at this place are all filthy and need a desperate sensor cleaning.) I did end up finding a feature that day, a woman shopping for pumpkins, but the boss decided the woman didn't look friendly enough, so instead we ran a feature of the pumpkins on the ground in the parking lot. I guess that's more journalistic than humans? Whatevs.

I guess it's going ok. I'm still trying to find my footing. I'm designing a little, shooting a little more and copy-editing more than anything else. I guess they don't realize I'm not a copy editor! But I hold my own. I find plenty of mistakes. I guess this isn't the dream job I was hoping for, but it's a foot in the door, right? Hence the 50 weeks to go. Apparently when you work for a Washington Post owned publication, if you old out for a year, you get preferrential hiring within the company. So, hopefully, in 50 weeks, someone will have quit or retired or whatever from the Post's photo department and I'll find myself a job!! Here's to hoping.

In the meantime, I hope everyone is getting ready for the election. Do your research and make the right decision!!

Growing Up Sucks

The past couple of weeks have been absolutely nuts. Or, at least, that's how it's seemed to me. I signed up with a temp agency putting the dog-walking thing on hold. Never was offered any work. My car went in and out of the shop 3 times for mechanical issues and then got rear-ended last week. (The accident wasn't a bad one though. Phew!) The mechanical issues are 1/3 fixed, so just a few more things to go. Then, I get offered a job at the newspaper out here and decide to take it, only to get a phone call from another newspaper out in Wyoming saying they want to talk to me about the staff photo job. I'm supposed to start my job in DC tomorrow. Well, I mean, I am starting tomorrow. It's a lot of stress. And, on top of that, the parental unit was in town for a little while. But, it was nice to see them.

Now I'm trying to prepare for my new job and make it work for me. Hopefully it turns out better than I'm expecting it to. 

Moving on. I'm jumping on the bandwagon and will be one of many women out there on Halloween night dressed up like Sarah Palin. I'm on the hunt for a red suit jacket and a nice skirt. That and rimless, prescriptionless glasses. And, I need to figure out how she gets that damn bump in her hair at the back of her head. I also need to find a McCain for the evening. I think it'll go over well in Portland. People should get a good laugh out of it... But, I've got lots of time to think about that.