It's funny how after I finish a huge amount of work for someone, I get a call asking for the same thing done for someone else. So much for a break. But I get to escape to Washington, D.C. on Thursday anyway, so it's cool.

I was at the Willowbrook mall yesterday for informal modeling. It was nearly unbearable, and if you've ever seen an event like that, you'll know why--models just stand on platforms at 20-minute intervals wearing goofy "stylish" clothing. I did six of those intervals, just standing utterly still in the middle of the Goddamn food court, for free. Never again. The life span of my lumbar region is worth more than that.