.: on the road- on the treo :.

so here I am again in the passenger seat writing. this time with company Treo in hand with Camel Turkish Go°

.: OOOOHHHH!:.

klahoma! is where the hell I am stuck at the moment. Stuck in Tulsa with a broken down promotional van. Story to follow. I've had to repeat it so much to people here that it hurts to tell it again.

But me and ma boss went out on the town to blow off some steam. Met a rare creative sushi chef in Tulsa.





yeah, so there's strawberries on top and HOT peppers inside wih eel and tuna.

.: From Dallas, TX ...bitches... :.

So here I am.. in Dallas .. for bidness.

After a longASS marathon roadtrip with the company, I arrived yesterday evening. I got my sweet suite key with plans to crash out after the 18 hour trip (There was an accident on the highway that delayed us.) But b4 I passed out, I decided to call TXJess to find out what was up in D-town. Then we'd decided to go ahead to meet up for dinner after I cleaned up and taken a nap.

Well, there was no nap aftersheer coincidence I'd finally discovered the contact info for OnDaSide and her hubby, Brian. I was so hyped to see them all I quick showered and went out on the town. First, Christine had to leave for her Peds rotation while Bri, Jess and I went to a FABOO cafe, Cafe Express. God Bless, the Oasis Bar. Then, bubble tea at Tempest Tea - quite possibly better than Argo. The place was gorgeous and the company even better - even Hong from Austin called on Bri's phone.

Then back to Chez Chen for a round of dessert, yummy home frothed cappacinno, and viewings of Star Wars Spoofs on Atom Films! I am so regretting that I can't stay through Sat. for the dancy dance but perhaps we can all get together for something on Friday.

Right now - I'm relaxing after a morning swim with a lovely tea and an episode of "ER". I'm also chatting with Anne-girl in Champaign, Manda in Italy, Mugs in Chicago, and Jose, who I hadn't spoken to in years, in JAPAN. God Bless high Speed Internet in awesome hotel rooms.

Ok now back to "work". Later kids...

.: Cover Letter :.

So I’m working on a cover letter for my lame ass Career Development class. I already have a letter written from last time I was in school. Then I figured why not have a couple so I can go ahead and send them off when I finally get my ass out of school. Here’s one:

Tessa Besina Auza
XXX X XXXX XXXXX
XXXX XXXX, XX
XXX.XXX.XXXX
touchetoday@yahoo.com


Chicago School of Massage Therapy
17 N. State Street, 5th Floor
Chicago, IL

May 17, 2005

Dear Ms. XXXXX

Please accept my application for the position of massage therapist listed in your listing in the American Massage Therapy Association website . As a recent graduate of the school I figured what the hell lemme try to work for you guys. I am certain that my skills as a massage therapist will be a invaluable addition to your esteemed school.

So hire my sweet ass
Thanks,



Tessa Besina Auza

So I know it needs a bit fine tuning. Let me know what you think.

.: Hardcore Dove Girl :.

So the BIG IDEA was to become the next GAP SWINGS ad...

I hadn’t told a lot of folks about this (yeah, right) Well, I didn’t post about it because I didn’t want to fail miserably. And technically, I didn’t but I couldn’t help but be a bit disappointed.

I had an audition of sorts to be in a Dove deodorant television advert. (The beauty products - not the ice cream bar – mmmmmm, luscious dark chocolate in ma armpits…) That was a yet another bit of luck on my part. I was doing some street marketing with a guy who referred me into a market research dilly – that was ACTUALLY the audition.

I was my cute adorable self for the interview in front of a video camera. They asked what it was I did every day that made me sweat. Of course I answered, “Swing dancing!” Told him I was at Fizz every Monday dancing for the last three years ‘cause I’m “hardcore.” *lick first finger and pinky; wax down eyebrows* ( see I so shoulda done that in the audition) The guy running it said they were going to keep my audition on file b/c they were always on the look out for Asian actresses. Then I made it to the next cut of 20 girls. My referral dude had the inside scoop telling me they were looking for 6 girls. Well, I didn’t make the final cut. I prolly was TOO hardcore for them.

Either way I figured it wouldn’t hurt to have my portfolio/pictures on file ‘cause yeah I’d like to be paid for just lookin’ the part. So bartered massage sessions for a photo session…. Then back to Lily’s agency and we’ll see what happens…

But the ads are up now and I wanna kinda cry ‘cause I really really wanted to be sweating and swing dancing on national TV.

.:KILL ME NOW:.

I hate this class… It’s like they really don’t want me to graduate.

*sigh*

It’s Career Development and I’m not saying anything here that isn’t going to end up on the class review.

The teacher’s style consists of bloody reading what is up on the Power Point presentation or else in the class packet. *banging head on table*

I didn’t think that was possible to overstate the obvious.*cutting…cutting…deeper*

Jebus I’m bloody writing this entry whilst in class. *oooo.. I was just called upon to tell my Bob King story – not as cool as my Foo Fighters story but whatev…* AS she’s trying to convince people of the possibilities of their massage therapy education. Dear Lord, please tell me these people don’t already know this…

*augh* This is the worst “senioritis” ever. Help me I don’t know that I’m going to make it.* unsheathe sword*

.:Free Mullet Haircut Anytime:.

I've been doing this hairstyling thing wrong for YEARS.

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