i'm sick.

this is no fun. i've been fighting off being sick for a couple of days, and it's decided to hit me like a ton of bricks today. now i know why i was feeling so run-down yesterday despite having been sleeping enough. now, my voice is rather unreliable. i'm drinking hot tea with honey, hoping it will help... i just need my voice from 3:40 and beyond. i have an interview at 3:40, and then trial team tonight, a scrimmage where i'll have to testify and talk about hoists for a while. those are pretty hard things to do without a voice.

speaking of interviews, i haven't heard back from any more employers since the one i heard back from friday. i'm getting nervous.

a short response...

after i posted that salon article about abercrombie yesterday, i got an anonymous comment on blogger that read:

"There's nothing wrong with enjoying being attractive..."

on its face, i can't disagree with that. that's just like taking pleasure in any other personal quality, like intelligence, being a good writer, being an olympic-calibre athlete, and the like. but, i think the philosophy of the guy who owns abercrombie goes beyond enjoying being attractive. i think it's analogous to a sports store opening, and only hiring and selling its wares to professional/olympic/division I college calibre athletes. it's analogous to blogger or livejournal deciding that they will only offer their web space to prizewinning authors or the most popular bloggers on the internet. it's not a question of enjoyment. it's a question of elitism.

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the barrister's ball pictures just came out from this weekend. they lead me to one conclusion: i am one unphotogenic human being, and it's a crying shame to other people's eyes that i'm such a camera whore.