beware the moon face

[fearlesstemp]

I got my college yearbook in the mail yesterday. It showcased my loser tendencies by having only two (2) images of yours truly in the whole dealio, which is actually my own fault because none of my friends, myself included, submitted candids for the yearbook. I actually don't think anyone in the whole school contributed candids, as the yearbook editor and her best friend appear on, no lie, every other page of the candids section. Seriously. It's like the Gina and Sue show. Kind of funny. So, either she's got egomaniacal tendencies and used her position as editor to plaster herself throughout the book, or no one submitted anything. I prefer to think the latter.

My first appearance in the book is my senior photo, which is, to be honest, not that heinous, though I do think I have a particularly stupid look on my face. But the second! Oh God, the second. It's this photo taken at commencement of my section of the graduating seniors. I'm in the second row and oh God, you simply cannot look away from me because (1) I am the only person looking in the general direction of the camera, (2) I have the most surly expression on my face, and (3) My massive, pasty white face sticks out like a beacon among the commencement black. It is, without a doubt, The Worst/Funniest Picture of me ever. No, wait, hold on, I think it's tied for that honor with the photo taken while I was moving out of my dorm room junior year. I was under the bed pulling stuff out and Joanna decided to capture that moment for posterity, so it's basically a shot of my Massive Pasty White Thighs. Truly terrifying.

Anyway, the commencement photo is really funny. I showed my parents, expecting them to be all "It's not so bad! What are you talking about?" They both took one look and doubled over laughing to bad that they couldn't speak! I wish I had a scanner so I should show you guys. Words simply can't capture the horrific nature of this photo.

In other news: Three more days left at the temp job. After that, undetermined. Temp agency isn't giving me anything, and no massive financial windfall as of yet. Fortunately, my cloistered, boring life where a good number of my social engagements are with my parents (meaning they often pick up the tab), I've been able to squirrell away some dough so I can take a couple weeks to find something.

Also, it's fall and it's simply beautiful, crisp cold weather and breathtaking leaves. It's like the trees magically turn into huge, oversized flowers for one month a year. It's so cool! I never get tired of it.

I wish it could be like this all the year round. Except with baseball! And in honor of the end of the baseball season, I will break out my sadly-underused icon of Joe McEwing, my favorite Met. Due to the crappy year he in particular and the Mets in general had, I didn't get to use it much, which is sad. Because I heart SuperJoe!

That is all. Back to work.

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oh no, not the yearbook

[foxyfrau.livejournal.com]

May I request that you just take a pair of scissors and cut my picture out and burn it? If it weren't for you I wouldn't have even had it taken. Remember, I rolled out of bed, ran to our favorite class ever, oceanography, and then went to the annoying photo people. I should have stuck to my original plan of avoiding the whole thing. But you said I needed it for the physics photos. I don't think, however, that they even do that even more.