Fast and Unsatisfying. Don't worry, its not about Ryan Seacrest.

A quick update post and I swear after this, I'll stop yammering on about "real life" and get into much more interesting topics like how does belly button lint end up smelling like cheese?
Go ahead, dig in and take a sniff. I'll wait.

See? wierd huh? Now promise me you'll take a shower and wash the rest of that out after reading this.

Okay, moving along.....

I went in for my meeting with the modeling agency, apparently to hash out my pay and what my duties would be as an assistant. However, they had other news for me. They said they looked at my resume and saw that I was a little bit overqualified to be an assistant. My heart sank. I thought, "oh nooo you didn't have me drive all the way down here just to turn me down for the job!"

But no. They didn't turn me down for the job. In fact, they offered me another job that suits my experience.

I'm officially a TALENT AGENT for their commercial/T.V. division for teens and adults.

Um. Can I get a wha?! wha?!

Needless to say I'm excited! My training starts next Wednesday and I'm officially official in January. I'm going to miss working from home but I always said that if I was going to take a job outside of the home, it would be for something I WANT to do. And since I've been wanting to be an agent since graduating college, this definitely fits my criteria! The only downfall is that the munchkin might have to stay an hour longer in preschool unless Viking Hubby gets out early from work. I know it's not much, and yes she loves school, and yes I know she'll officially be in kindergarten/school full time in a year anyway, but I feel guilty regardless.
I'm a parent, a side order of guilt comes with the parenting meal dontcha know?

So yeah, its been a crazy week. I tried to video a happy dance for you all but my web cam sucks. It couldn't handle my righteous moves.
It was all blurry and it ended up looking like a short person dancing with no rhythm.

wait....

anyways, Speaking of crazy.....

Crazy is a bitch named Tyra. She kicked out my girl Heather this week:



and opted for this snaggle tooth skag:



Yes, I know. Heather winning was a long shot but that fact that she didn't even make it to the Final 3 is inexcusable. She's given other girls second, double, triple chances during past seasons (Remember the Jaeda the tranny and Eugena wonky eye?? Please. I rest my case.) So how Heather didn't make it over Jenah is beyond me. Tyra must have ate the only functioning part of her brain during a late night binge. I can now safely say that this season's ANTM is officially dead to me. Tyra can take her vagina puppet, shove it up her ass and eat it.
I'm through. (well...until next season that is..)

Okay that's it for now. Come next week when this blog isn't so boring. Have a great weekend everybody!!!!