Update.

Today I'm not shooting anything, which is a welcomed relief, and probably the only free moment I will end up having this week. So lets enjoy it!!!

Ha, actually I have plenty of stuff I need to get done on the computer so I'll just be stuck do my dining room table all day tapping away at this keyboard.

So- time for an update. First of all, I am addicted to the Czech Band Khoiba. I have known about them for awhile and almost went to a concert of their last month (they canceled because of sickness) but never really listened to them. I've included their music video at the end of this post for your enjoyment. The video isn't what hooks me though, it's the music. Soooo goood.

Life update- I'm actually single again. I say 'actually' because this is the first really solid, clean cut, state of single I've had in years. It's a strange feeling. Lonely, yet refreshing at the same time. I also have no prospects of a girlfriend, (also a good feeling!) which is a new thing for me as well. I think I've been somewhat continuously/constantly or vaguely in a relationship since I was 17. That's 8 years of partnership with someone, somewhere. That's pretty intense.

So for the moment I am single. And it feels pretty good. It's lonely for sure, but what the heck. I have a new MacBook laptop so it can't be that lonely right? I have an Itunes subscription account, (proof that if *I* am willing to pay for music, then 99 cents really is the price point that makes the ease and speed not worth my time to pirate) and a new roommate. So I suspect I should be fine. Anyway, I have a career to nurture, grown and mentor. Careers are like women, girlfriends and children all wrapped up in one.

Speaking of career, I was talking just recently about taking off to South Africa for the winter. (Still a possibility) I have a possible line of work there so I was thinking, "Sun, Sand, Surf?" What could be worse? Oh yeah, another gray 9 months of central European winter. But as it happens, I've entered into talks with a prestigious Agency representative and I will have my work cut out for me in terms of putting together a solid 30 shot portfolio that can sell my skills to (hopefully) high paying advertising clients. So, like I was saying, I was thinking, "sun, sand, surf" (and of course, dark skinned South African girls!) when my daydream was interrupted by the sound of my baby career crying in the next room. Yep. Careers are like small children. They consume you, determine you, alter you, and become you.

Perhaps this is why I'm single right now?

Indeed it may! "You work to much" is something I have heard more than a few times in my day. But it's a welcomed change to when I was younger and people said I was lazy. Ha! Lazy?!?! I'll show you lazy! "Big talk, little do" was something a certain someone used to say, (the owner of such comments shall remain affectionately unnamed!).

Anyway, we all know the best way to overcome insecurities rooted in the awkward phases of adolescence is to overcompensate through a draconian regime of hyper-fixation on self perceived instances of personal inadequacy.

Some professional doctor types might call this, "work-a-holicism". Those of us in the extremely competitive creative fields call this, "doing what it takes to make it".

To quote art-school posters on the NYC subway, "How bad do you want to be good?". One of my friends noted that her personal ethic was, "Whatever it takes to be great".

Anyway, enough chit-chat. Back to work!