In times like this, a lonely man like me needs love. . .
My silly DJ subconscious strikes again.
Got up this morning at made myself finish resume overhaul. Granted, it may be less of a stunning resume than I intended, but I did manage to get two job applications submitted today. I feel that this evens it out.
Gah--is there anything more torturous than working on your own resume? I can go gangbusters on anybody else's, but mine always puts me in a quagmire of uninspired blather.
Been back on the West Coast a week, still haven't unpacked completely. I'm getting a terrible urge to reorganize my room. I'm trying to stomp it down, but I have a feeling it's going to run amok here pretty soon. Which wouldn't be such a big deal, except that there's really not much point in reorganized anything because it doesn't make much difference to the space I'm living in. I have the room I have, and no amount of box-switching shall change that figure.
hmmmmmm
send photo(s)...maybe I can help with an idea on how to rearrange the stuff so it seems different.
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