this morning i sat here for three hours filling out an electronic job application. three hours. the thing kept disappearing entries before my very eyes, or i would enter a job in the "previous employment" section and it would appear in the wrong place. you know, the job you had in 1995 doesn't belong between the jobs you had in 2002 and 2005! i started the thing over a half dozen times. then, when it was very nearly perfect and i was about to send it, i accidentally deleted it.
so after several moments of doom and destruction, i stepped outside to check the mailbox. in the mailbox was "death", a film by my former co-worker, justin brewer, sometimes known as chuck trasch. somewhere in this film is me, slapping a disoriented guy lunging toward my stroller. tashi is in it too, but apparently the film isn't really appropriate for kids her age. so tonight, i will watch it, in secret, and feel like a raunchy movie star mom.
well really, just an extra.