Am I a Grown Up Now? 

Like Aladdin whippin’ around on his magic carpet, I’m in a whole new world (or does that make me Jasmine?). I just finished school, I’m performing improv pretty regularly, and I have a new task of how and where to find work. What’s nice about trying to find work now versus five-odd years ago is that I care about what I’m trying to do now. I mean part of me find business interesting, but I don’t think I was going to Excel at spreadsheets and cubicles (sorry so punny). So copywriting allows me to be analytical and creative. Double threat, dynamic, and most importantly, I don’t have to wear a monkey suit. Not my style, which isn’t to say I’m brimming with style, but a tie and dress pants make me uncomfortable. Those who know me, know not much can make me feel uncomfortable (I’m don’t care if I look cute Mom, I ain’t wearing it!). Sorry, flashback to when my mom used to dress me. She kept me looking pretty fly, I’ll admit, but I don’t think I can pull off the yellow denim anymore.

So let the networking begin. I’ve been steadily doing it for a while, and finally have the time to really schmooze with the best of them. Or at least anyone who will sit down for coffee. Expanding my search, too. Chi-town? Big Apple? The Austin City Limits? Who knows, but for the first time in a long, long time (note: ten year High School reunion this fall, for real?) I’ve got direction and baring an economic slide (not a dance… yet) I’ve got some room to breathe and explore. Huzzah!

Wait, I’ve loans to pay now….

Damn you debt!!!!!