It's a picture!

Wow! That's me over to the right of this text. Some day, my blog will not be so inane. Until then, watch me, invisible world, as I ooh and ahh at the wonders of modern technology. For now, I go to job #3. That's the job where I go stand at a makeup counter all night and either stare at the reflected lights as I polish the silver around the glass case for the fifth time, or convince women that some lotion is going to make them look like they are fifteen again. Unless they are fifteen. Then it is my job to convince them that some lotion is going to make them look like they are thirty...