Jan. 10th, 2002

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As I was heading in to work today, I pulled out to the parking lot between me and the street, pulled out, turned right...and only then noticed that the next intersection down was completely blocked off. (So that's why the truck I'd seen when I glanced left had been stopping.) There were fire trucks, police cars, a couple of mangled-looking cars which I couldn't see very well for all the other emergency vehicles...a paramedic giving CPR to someone on the ground...very spooky.

Work went decently well today. When I got home, I noticed an email from the folks asking me to dinner tomorrow...I guess I ought to go. It worries me a little, though, because to do so I'll have to gas up my car. Full tank, probably. And gas prices have just gone up again, and I'm a little hazy on how much money I actually have in the bank at the moment. I should sit down and balance my checkbook at some point soon, I guess. I still owe the landlord half the rent that was due last week, as well as the rent due at the end of the month, and I haven't had any certain job offers yet.

I'd better get something soon...or else I'll likely be living with my parents again. And none of us wants that to happen.

Home again

Jan. 10th, 2002 11:06 pm
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Well, I'm back from visiting the parents. We had a very good dinner together, and my brother Alex and a friend of his were there, too. We talked and stuff, I got back some DVDs I'd lent out . . . not really much to say. Just family things.

I've started getting the usual "why not work at home?" responses that come from posting one's resume on the Internet. I'm going to be looking into a couple of them, strictly as an interim thing while still looking for work in other areas. One of them in particular that interests me wants me to send them a SASE for an application. It's certainly a change from all the people who want you to send them money so they can tell you how to work at home/stuff envelopes/whatever.

I actually something similar I did a couple years back, to get money to buy a new hard drive for my computer (which promptly fizzled)--collecting email addresses from a daytrading message board. Presumably for spamming, but hey, I figured it best not to ask questions. It earned me a couple of hundred dollars, with which I bought a JRE hard drive. Which promptly exploded a couple of years later. Oh well.

This, at least, looks like it might not be as "fly by night" as that was . . . and it claims to offer

  • Work 20 - 40 Hours Per Week.
  • Earn $11 - $25 Per Hour
  • Some Company Benefits
  • Paid Training

  • I guess I'll go SA and S an E and put it in the mail so I can see just what the deal is with it. It won't cost me anything but the stamps, and what the heck, if it is work that suits me, and I could do at home, it could at least tide me over until I find a real job.

    Meanwhile, I really should see about printing that resume out and marketing myself to some of the local firms.

    I sold an inkjet printer today--a Hewlett-Packard model--for $34. I couldn't help wishing I'd seen it before the girl buying it had. I didn't know they could be had so cheaply, and the size of the thing was such that it would have fit quite nicely on the small dresser to the left of my desk. I really should have a printer, now that I can no longer use the one on campus.

    Oh well. Time to start getting ready for bed, I think. More later.
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    I've gotten a bit behind on reading my own Friends page in the last few weeks, so I missed these when they were first posted--but they were since pointed out to me on my visit home.

    My father, [livejournal.com profile] marktime, has made his first couple of LiveJournal posts. Since I have little doubt that most of you who read my journal entries do so on your own or someone else's Friends page, and likely don't read my own all that often, I just thought I'd point it out. In my biased opinion, I think he writes really well. :)

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