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blacknumber01 when he remembers to update...which is approximately never...is supposedly going to be coming over to my place on Tuesday. I've purchased some groceries, sufficient to spend an afternoon preparing beef pot pie...very good food, but a lot of work.
Joe, alas, isn't the more entirely reliable person when he says he's going to come over. In this case, I sure hope he remembers.
But I get ahead of myself. The day's nice enough out that I went over to the Saint Louis Bread Company to eat breakfast, then went over to Founder's Park and spent half an hour or so wandering around, lying on a grassy knoll, and reading some news stories on my Clie.
One of those stories in particular interested me—a New York Times piece about how on-line jobsearching really isn't the best way to go about it. It was interesting, and it really spoke to me. I kind of saw myself in some of it, and combined with the jobsearch seminar I just took from the local state agency, I think it's giving me some definite new ideas on the best way to go about things. Hmm, have to think about it. I also found a pretty good interview on Salon.com with Hunter S. Thompson...except I can't seem to find it on the Internet version; even news.google's search doesn't turn it up. Weird. I guess the story was pre-empted on the website by the Columbia tragedy, but nobody thought to change the Palm AvantGo version.
Anyway, after that, I went over to the grocery store to pick up the fixin's for a beef pot pie, and brought them back here...and now I'm sitting here banging out this journal entry. Yay me.
Tomorrow, after I sell plasma, I'll be heading down to a birthday dinner for my grandmother. Then Tuesday comes the visit. And at some point during the week I'm going to need to call those TV stations back about job prospects. I hope my personal appearance made some sort of impact.
blacknumber01 when he remembers to update...which is approximately never...is supposedly going to be coming over to my place on Tuesday. I've purchased some groceries, sufficient to spend an afternoon preparing beef pot pie...very good food, but a lot of work.Joe, alas, isn't the more entirely reliable person when he says he's going to come over. In this case, I sure hope he remembers.
But I get ahead of myself. The day's nice enough out that I went over to the Saint Louis Bread Company to eat breakfast, then went over to Founder's Park and spent half an hour or so wandering around, lying on a grassy knoll, and reading some news stories on my Clie.
One of those stories in particular interested me—a New York Times piece about how on-line jobsearching really isn't the best way to go about it. It was interesting, and it really spoke to me. I kind of saw myself in some of it, and combined with the jobsearch seminar I just took from the local state agency, I think it's giving me some definite new ideas on the best way to go about things. Hmm, have to think about it. I also found a pretty good interview on Salon.com with Hunter S. Thompson...except I can't seem to find it on the Internet version; even news.google's search doesn't turn it up. Weird. I guess the story was pre-empted on the website by the Columbia tragedy, but nobody thought to change the Palm AvantGo version.
Anyway, after that, I went over to the grocery store to pick up the fixin's for a beef pot pie, and brought them back here...and now I'm sitting here banging out this journal entry. Yay me.
Tomorrow, after I sell plasma, I'll be heading down to a birthday dinner for my grandmother. Then Tuesday comes the visit. And at some point during the week I'm going to need to call those TV stations back about job prospects. I hope my personal appearance made some sort of impact.