Thursday, March 8th, 2001: New entry time! It's not one of those regular ones that gets me talking about all sorts of new things going on. This one is about something I received through email just yesterday. It was in relation to an attachment the sender was hoping I would open without scanning because it was something he knew I'd want to take a look at, an award he deemed my site was worthy of receiving. What did I find? Yup, a virus! Here I was, saying these virus' come and go in the news and I never seem to know anyone personally infected with something, minus one person that went nuts for a week or so because she couldn't get rid of it and was getting frustrated, and now I get one that I caught before it could do anything to my computer.
Shame on you, you bad email sender you! I could use harsh words but that's not acceptable, so I'll just tell you to go f*** yourself.
This is a reminder to everyone out there to double check any attachments sent to you, especially if it's sent from someone you don't know but is something you "expect" to get.
I'm not letting this person get off that easy though. I've already sent an email off to his Internet service provider and informed them of what this person did and will leave it in their hands to decide whether or not to cancel his account.
One last thing...I'm going to put up the header section of the email sent to me so you can see just who he is and his email address so you can avoid him or flame him...take your pick =)
M Q Wed Mar 7 20:40:52 2001
Oh, there is something else I received in the mail today. No, not email, regular Canada Post mail. I found it interesting and thought I'd share some of it with you.
I don't know how, but I ended up getting a letter (type written mind you) and a signed picture (stamped on mind you) from the one and only Tyra Banks, or her fanclub more like it. How on earth did I manage to get on her mailing list?
Anyways, when I read the letter, or started to, I couldn't stop laughing. Here's a sample of it, keeping in mind that my comments are in bold...
Hey, What's up?!
I guess you know by now I received your letter. You did? Mind telling me what letter that is Tyra? Thanks so much for writing! You're welcome?
In case you don't already know, I'm a Sagittarius, born December 4, 1973. I'm from Los Angeles, California where I graduated from Immaculate Heart High School.
My favorite colour is yellow. On my off time I like to read books by female authors. That's news to me! I usually dress in jeans and T-shirts when I'm not working. Though you're half naked most of the time you are working. I like simple jewelry. You've got to be kidding! My favorite pieces are my diamond stud earrings and my class ring.
I became interested in modeling while in high school. A friend told me I had "the look" and I should contact some local modeling agencies. Who is this friend? And why didn't he tell you to stop when you started looking so cheap? This turned out to be quite a task! I had no idea how much research I had to do. I just assumed that since I had "the look" everything else would be easy. Geez, look who's full of themself after one comment from a friend. Boy I was wrong!! First I had to learn the difference between a modeling agency and a modeling school. I didn't know this was such a hard task. Usually the words "school" and "learn" would be the giveaways, but what do I know. I just assumed that if you see "Joe Schmo's Modeling School", it would be a different place than if you saw "Joe Schmo's Modeling Agency". Anyways, on with the letter...
The most important thing I discovered is that a modeling agency represents models by finding them work. I'm not going to say anything about Tyra because it would be harsh, but the words "common" and "sense" would seem appropriate to that statement. Heck, even the word "hellooo?" would fit too. To cover their fees, an agency usually collects 15-20% of a models earnings -- this is their commission.
I'll skip some of the stuff in between and pick out some highlights for you...
I found out that modeling schools were different. They often charged high fees to teach techniques that vary from how to walk to how to apply make up...I learned that training was not a requirement for entering the modeling profession, nor did completion of these courses guarantee me work. I guess if you drop your academic aspirations for modeling, it would only be natural to drop out of your modeling courses too!Oh, did I mention that Tyra's nickname is "lightbulb head"? Given to her by her fellow modeling friends? I wonder if there's any connection between that nickname and the word "dimwit"...hmmmmm.
I started out modeling part-time after school in teen magazines and department store catalogs...I was accepted at five major colleges and at the same time I was offered the opportunity to model in Paris! Five major colleges? I have a hard time believing that, plus she never mentioned what "major" colleges accepted her other than Loyola Marymount University. Since I've never heard of it, I'm going to take a safe guess that it's not so major. I wonder which she'll choose...
After I weighed my options, I decided to go to Paris. What a surprise.
The rest is rather boring so I won't tire you out with it. It does end with her thanking me for my letter and my support. I'm still scratching my head over that one. I know my memory isn't the greatest about some things from time to time, but I surely would remember writing a letter to Tyra and mailing it off!
Oh well, thanks for the letter and picture Tyra. It'll be proudly displayed in the bathroom for whenever I need that extra umph my regular laxative doesn't provide.
So there you go. My life may not be as interesting as Pamie, but I do have my share of odds and ends in my life.