two bad news and two good news for me are all right. feels like i'm running in place, though. but come to think of it, i'd take that versus tripping on the treadmill and having my face dragged from the rubber with my two front teeth spewing out of my bloody mouth.

the bad:

1. i actually refused an important shooting assignment because of some insane file size requirement and my lack of suitable gear

2. the misereor project changed research guidelines (can you spell arbitrary???) which means half of our work were scrapped, deadlines were extended, more data have to be collected--all without extension of pay. boooooo!

the good:

1. my brother lloyd snagged the job he wanted -- finally! (well not THE job, but he's gotten into the system)

2. my new job starts today. yay! fieldwork makes me happy. it means less time cooped in the apartment, more time around the city, more opportunities to shoot on the streets, more calories spent, less time to stare at the ceiling at night!

the hopeful:

although the orgin is hazy to me at the moment (i think this was borne out of a whimsical inconseqential talk that we shared), my brother paul is holding me to a supposed promise of treating him to a skydiving adventure after he graduates from college. makes me wanna scour for bucks even more.

i have always had a negative relationship with time. i complain when things are slow but whine even more when deadlines loom largely overhead. i also am very wary of how the universe works. basing from others' and my own experience, anything--and i mean anything--can happen this instant which can fuck your life oh so completely, it's scary. but i wonder how a change in attitude can actually lead to a change in results. they say that the mind is a powerful thing and that you can attract your destiny based on how you actually think.

so from now on my new mantra should be:
father time needs respect; the universe is my friend, it's got my back covered (repeat 3 x daily).