My Life From a Trash Can

I have always feared the day after graduation. I can picture myself roaming around dark and rainy streets with my diploma clutched in one hand and tears in my eyes. I would periodically scream things like, "LOOK AT ME, I CAN WORK FOR YOU!" or "PLEASE JUST TAKE A PEEK AT MY RESUME, PLEASE!!" In the end I would be forced to take up residence on Sesame Street, like Oscar the Grouch, in some trash can. People would call me Garbage Girl and i could sing about the letter "G" every day. ;)

Friday, February 11, 2011

Will Work for Food!


Okay, I am aware that I am a crust in this picture, but I would never show up for a job interview this way. Sometimes a girl just needs a night in pjs with a slicked back ponytail. Some girls publish these nights onto their blogs. I'm not afraid.

posted by Karen @ 6:32 PM

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