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Snow.
What got me out into the snow today wasn't the prospect of going to work. I glanced out of the bedroom window this morning, and perched there on a snow-covered branch was a pair of mated cardinals, looking at the empty bird feeder. I wanted them to hang around, so I got myself dressed and tugged into my boots and headed out into the snow, to ( Read more... ) -
Nine Months Later
There's a lot of stuff that's missing here. There was a new job, something of a mass hire, and several cullings that have left me one of the only ones left still standing and employed. Go figure. I've been able to actually apply my Masters' Degree for the first time in my professional career, too ( Read more... ) -
Like a Swan
Oh, yeah. Gliding calmly, serenely up on top ( Read more... ) -
...I got nothing.
Honestly, I don't know why I'm posting here. I just got passed over for an interview because I can't do math (as we all know that's so important for the role of composing email marketing blurbs), one of my cats died (Pythia passed away - she was well over 17), and I'm starting to wonder what I'm doing with my life and my time ( Read more... ) -
Oh, and by the way.
Just noticed that I forgot to mention this: You remember that job I was leaving? Well, I left that job on a Friday. On the following Monday, I interviewed with a company for a completely different job. And on that Friday, they sent me an offer letter ( Read more... ) -
90 Minutes until Mardi Gras.
October is upon us, here in Salem.
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That whistling noise...
Hear that? That faint whistling noise?
That's the headsman's axe finally sailing towards my neck. I checked the calendar on this, and with Friday being my last day, I will have been here for six months after they told me they were getting rid of me. Now that's business that moves at the speed of... well...
So, yes, Mayday will be the day. I've ( Read more... ) -
Stalled, but not in a bad way...
Well, first off, you aren't going to believe this. I'm still at that freakin' job. Oh, it's finally getting down to the end of it. The endgame is playing out. I know I said that before, but this time I mean it -- they've marked the last projects on my desk, and when that list is finished, so am I.
But I gotta tell you, they're crazy if they ( Read more... ) -
Friday the 13th.
And so we commemorate one of the greatest coordinated strikes at a power base the world has ever known. Poor little Templars never knew what hit them... (though we know, in retrospect, that what hit them was the Pope. And he hit hard.) -
State of the Statement
So, here we are. Another fresh year, full of promise, all that. So where am I at?
I'm still at that job that told me it didn't want me. I'm looking for other jobs, with limited success so far.
But I remain hopeful. After all, what else is there to do?