The End of September, the end of Temping.

Today is my penultimate day of temping at my friends' office.

It is windy and wet out, and most times I enjoy a grey day as much as any single, thirty-something artist; but this is not one of those times. I want sun, warmth, and color. Must be hormones.

So, this office life...not for me. Not that I don't love these people, the cool decor, the AMAZING espresso machine, the, yay, track lighting (fluorescence's suck my soul. It's being in front of a computer for eight hours, sitting for the majority of the time. I can't do it. It is not in me. By three o'clock I want to rip my face off. But, this was a new experience, which is ALWAYS a good thing. And I know now that, if I am in a state of financial desperation with no lucrative waitress-y job in site, I can now choose to temp.

I need a massage.

I had my first TV interview today. Earlier in the week I had my first radio interview. Feels cool.