Photography: Self-timer and tripod, JJ
Tuesday, a.k.a. Internet Day, has finally arrived! Whew, now that I have zippy fast internet at home, ironically I no longer have any desire to use it. This was my outfit for Tuesday (6/7), a black and white and unexpectedly floral-ish ensemble. As an orchestra dork, I used to avoid wearing black and white as much as possible on my own volition, but now a pop or two of colour brightens up a ho-hum work outfit. Hope for some sudden inspiration as I stare into the orderly and chaotic lineup of clothing in my closet - those are my first thoughts in the morning, besides, "WHERE'S MY (BEAVER) DAM COFFEE?" Yeah, I swear like a sailor in real life, thought I'd cover the children's ears on here :)
This hodgepodge of photos in all sorts of different backgrounds means that at 6:30 PM, the sun is shifting fast and I must flee from the encroaching shadows. The more photos I took (66 today), the more time spent nitpicking and deciding on whether I like my face turned 45 or 43 degrees to the left. I was sweating more than just small stuff, the nice 83 degree respite St. Louis gave me was well over today. This light material plus a skirt seems to be the answer to keeping cool and baring some leg while I ... do literature search.
If you notice my intentional lack of creativity in the title, it's because I'm trying out this whole SEO business and seeing if page views skyrocket. It'd be nice if more people stumbled across this thing through the almighty Google. I care, but don't really care. A two-day experiment. Meanwhile, can someone tell me what the heck is wrong with
my Feedburner? My pictures weren't showing up with new posts in Blogger Dashboard, so I deleted the feed redirect url and that solved the first problem. Then my Feedburner subscribers magically dropped from 398 to 204 overnight, then to 33. I went ahead and scrapped that old feed and made a new one. Now I stand at a big fat "0." Confusing, frustrating, no troubleshootizing.
Monday I felt generally insipid, so it was a royal blue tee and skinny jeans, simple to the bone. I remind myself that if I want to blog tomorrow, I'm going to have to finish my primaries for medical school. The pressure cooker is ON. There's nothing scary about the next 4 years of my life riding on a limited amount of characters and words to describe all that's happened in the past 3 years ... or is there? Yeah I admit, I'm pretty dern scared. Wish me good luck! (if you just write GL and nothing else in a comment, happy Angie I be).