I should carry this picture in my wallet. I DON’T brush my hair. Seriously. Call me gross, but I’m so fabulous that my hair is wavy enough not to brush but straight enough not to use any products. I go for that “I just crawled out of bed” natural sexiness every morning.
Also, I’m lazy.
Sometimes I don’t feel so fabulous. (Thanks to those who reassured me in a moment of vulnerability via twitter that I am.) Sometimes I don’t feel fabulous when I feel I’ve screwed up or that I’ve been painted in a bad light or… well, you get the point.
But the truth is? Even though certain acquaintances are in med school or flying around the country on business and even though I’m just a staff assistant… I’m a staff assistant for a staff that’s sort of a big deal. My voice is heard on kind of a huge level. I get the inside scoop on kind of enormous issues.
And the best part? I’m getting more responsibility.
Nevermind that I’m already overloaded. Nevermind that I feel like I’ve been kicked in the gut after most days of work. Nevermind that I commute an hour. Let’s discuss how I proposed to senior staff that my boss needs an online social networking presence. Let’s discuss how our director of communications thinks that’s an awesome idea. Let’s discuss how I confessed to being an avid blogger/twitterer/facebooker and I wrote my senior thesis on virtual communities. Let’s discuss how senior staff wants me to get more involved in new media on behalf of the boss.
I have visions of Twitter accounts dancing in my head… government: Julia Allison style.
Also? I am freaking fabulous. (And I promise to brush my hair if I get famous.)
April 3, 2009 at 12:47 am
I don’t brush my hair either.
And again, you are TOTALLY fabulous! π
April 3, 2009 at 1:16 am
You are so fabulous it makes me sick! π
April 3, 2009 at 1:40 am
This is coming from a girl that is going through the awkward “growing her hair out” stage;
I hate you and your sexy hair π
P.S. My childhood cat looked exactly like that one. When I first saw the pic on lolcat I had a sads
April 3, 2009 at 1:47 am
That is fantastic! Congrats about work that is great news…
April 4, 2009 at 2:37 am
That’s so fun. You get to do internet stuff for work. That’s probably the best kind of work ever.
April 4, 2009 at 8:40 pm
You ARE freaking fabulous. It’s good to remind yourself of that every now and again. π
It doesn’t matter if you aren’t jetsetting around the globe, that you aren’t discovering the cure for cancer. What matters is that you are definitely making a difference – you probably don’t even know what a huge difference you’re making, actually. And I love that you are doing something you are passionate for (okay, that could sound dirty, but maybe that’s just me being a twelve-year-old boy) and you have some serious goals. I have some serious admiration for you in a million different ways.
I can’t sit around comparing myself to others (even though I totally do) all the time (seriously, all the time) because then I start feeling like poo (which I do, some days). It helps to do just what you’re doing: taking time to take a bit of an inventory of the things you ARE doing.
You are a gem.
April 5, 2009 at 2:49 am
I don’t brush my hair, either, and I think that would make it look worse if I did. Thank you, curls.
I’m excited for you and for what you’re doing. It sounds like a good time to be where you are.