9:13 am on a Wednesday seems like a great time for an update. And here it is:
I ended up spending the last month or so bumbling around the northeast, visiting friends and learning that the universal truths of 23-year-olds at the moment seem to deal with lack of jobs, funds, and certainty. So while I still don’t have much of a plan, I at least feel backed up. And we always have new episodes of Glee, Gossip Girl, Modern Family, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, and 30 Rock to keep us warm.
In other news, I’m back at Adam and Harper’s once again, hanging out with a precious babe and applying for jobs like they’re going out of style (which they are. entrepreneurs, yall feel me?). Yesterday I hit the big 3-5 in job applications and felt just a wee bit sad that the only positive (or negative, for that matter) response I’ve gotten is a higher education company that will pay me $24 per weekly article. Not exactly ‘fabulous life of…’ kinda dough. But for now I’ll take it!
This weekend I’m going to Boston and plan on doing a little bit of work on the cd with Alex. In my original timeline, I would’ve been waiting for the finished product to come back all shiny and crisp this week; however, something about all this wandering has given me ants in the pants, and now I’m going a different direction with the sound of the cd and my music in general. This summer I had a hard time writing much of anything, and in the last few weeks I’ve realized that it’s because I’m a little sick of girlish, softish acoustic music. A few of my more recent songs have headed in a rockier, grittier direction, and I want to explore pushing that even farther. Picture the Black Keys with a chick singer and some southern piano in the mix. Throw some bumpkin chic dresses in there, and you have what I’m hoping to come up with. Now to find some dirty-looking boys…
For the record, this is what comes up when you google ‘dirty-looking boys.’ I might need a new game plan.