checking in

It's been noted by my reader (singular) that I'm not blogging. Well, that's mostly true: I've been writing, but not posting. I know, right? But everything I've written has been so maudlin and self-pitying.

Unemployment sucks, and I'm working through it at the speed of sloth. Had two interviews last week that I thought went well -- they asked salary ranges, both of 'em -- but I haven't heard shit from either this week. So I'm loitering by the computer hitting 'Get mail' frequently, and jumping every time my cell phone rings between the hours of 9:00 and 6:00, which is not doing me a bit of good. I know it can take weeks even after you get the nibble, so I need to calm the fuck down.

I just need to work again. Amazing, it's the bane of your existence until it ain't there anymore. Meetings! Conference calls! Business trips! Deadlines! Presentations! Revisions!

Remind me of this when I'm working again.

It's beautiful outside and I think I need to take advantage of it. Hopefully I'll be stuck in an office very soon and moaning that I didn't take advantage of not working. One can only hope. :)