First, a funny.

Since he is posting, you could add a shiney new printer that can at least do 1200 dpi. It'd be alright with me.

Class again. I'm suppose to be writing a Psycotropic, sorry, Pschographic profile, Media Plan, and a Creative Strategy for these people, but instead I'm talking to you people. I believe that would be the who and how of selling college students food. According to this example, they are selling to college students because they are 1) hungry, 2) open-minded and 3) have cash to spend. Cash to spend?? I want to go to that school. This is my basic problem with the premise. Doesn't really matter, still have to write it.

So, ams bailed on my today. 3 more funfilled days of nail-biting, and scrambiling to finish my portfolio before I get to interview. The designer (who also goes by 'Cat', incidentally) had a "personal day" today, so I'm now scheduled for friday. No pay-off for you, little lady. I always feel a mild hostility towards people who also go by Cat. It feels like they stole my name. Silly. Maybe I'll get lucky and she will spell it differently. It's as bad as being a cathy. *shudder* The coordinator sounds nice (as she should) and I certianly wasn't ready, but I had hoped to have an answer. This whole thing is moving at about half the speed I expect it too.

Looking forward to getting my neck cracked again tomorrow. I've started seeing a chriopracter (sp) about the hip, but he is acutally finding problems all over my spine (greeaaat.) which need adjusting. Adjusting is moderately frightening, since it involves laying on a table that looks like a zuuped-up dentist's chair, but it was actually very quick, and felt great-ish. Except for the pain, of course.

I need to...
*crack*
adjust you.
*snap*

It was a bit of a surreal experience.