kerouac says

a friend took some of my headshots into an agent's office last week, and apparently now we're freelancing. this doesn't inspire the joy that you'd think attention from an agency would normally wreak. . . it's sort of a cut-rate shop, this agency, and the things i'm likely to be submitted for are pretty low-profile. something trumps nothing, though. if nothing else, going through headshot reproductions faster will help me feel like i'm doing something.

the assignment for tomorrow's performance art is to create a two minute piece for me and a randomly assigned partner (and pardon me for being petty, but i got assigned the most annoying individual in the company, and i've had to work with her more than anyone else has already), inspired by today's new york times and having a structure dictated by one of the five senses.

ready, go.