famous for a day.

i've missed falling into a day to day rhythm, the rhythm that involves waking in the morning and driving to an office with other people on the road, sitting down at a desk with a cup of coffee and giving my full attention to a new piece that needs editing. i've come to like the job a bit more than i did when i began, and there are some perks i overlooked before, such as the free sweet leaf iced tea in the lounge, the multi-colored pens, and the catered breakfast on wednesdays. we have no real stress. i looked at k sitting beside me on monday morning, after having a small crush on him over the weekend, and decided my romantic interest was really no more. it was 72 hours of imaginary dating and i think we're going to be friends. i forgot to mention that even though this job i have sounds better on paper than it does in real life, i did make the newspaper. the austin-american statesman asked to photograph me for an article they were featuring about companies that are actually hiring during our recession. "hey, you're famous for having a job," somebody said. i made the newspaper- because i have a job. who ever would have thought of such a radical concept.