icons: farscape

Last week's FarscapeContest icon of Pain:


Random Chiana icons:
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er... week or two before FC:
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Incidentally, the unreadable text on the Icon of Pain is... from Poe's Not a Virgin, iirc. (it was playing at the time)

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omg I love this comic. *cackles*

http://www.geocities.com/lyssjean/presquayle.jpg

Wow. So. Geocrappies' bandwidth is shot.

http://soused.spiralfirepress.com/random/blc-presquayle.jpg

things to do before interview

clean Texas mud off boots
make boots shiny (not gonna happen, sigh)
write down directions
email resume, even though it's already uploaded. *eyeroll*
fill out applications for mall jobs
Sam's list
try not to chip nails.
Find jewelry to wear
Remember to put on clothes.
Make sure you have previous work information, and Linda's phone number as a reference.

oh, these accidents...

OMG.

So. Dude. Rant ahoy.
Satire
Sports fans? Are useless. They do nothing but cause massive traffic jams because they're all too stupid to figure out how to get off at an exit without making all three lanes stop dead, just because, OMG, they might have to wait a little longer. Guess what? You're going to a fucking ballgame. You'll be sitting there on your ass the whole time, too.

Not only that, but you stupid idiots are the shitheads that forced all of Milwaukee to pay for that ugly piece of fuckery that houses your crappy ball team. I have no sympathy for your gas-guzzling SUVs. Please fuck off and die.

I wasted ten minutes' worth of gas on these fucktards. I think it burned two gallons. *snarls*

Ahem.

I think the interview went well. They tested me on some things. And, dude, Excel? Still makes my brain die. And Accounts Payable HAS NO LOGIC omg. Turned in applications at the mall. Went shopping at Sams. And, yes, I will be applying there. I just didn't have the energy for filling out yet another form. *dead*

Incidentally, since I was wearing my interview clothes at the mall, I was accosted by a salesman who buffed one of my nails all shiny for me.

Which is nice and natural and all, but my nails aren't strong enough on their own, thus, clear polish/colors.

I suspect it was the clothes. Although I'm still disturbed he wanted to sell dead sea crap for 40 bucks. *headshake* Like I have 40 dollars to throw at beauty products I will never use.

Tomorrow, I call Steve at Manpower.