I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, February 8, 2010

Repeating Myself

Applied for my old job. Apparently AT&T Calling Cards don't like fax machines (tried getting the damn thing to dial I don't know how many times).

There's a few interesting positions out there. Some heavy design positions I've turned my resume in for.

And let me just say, I hate web submission tools. They only accept .txt or .doc files? You can't do crap with those. And one job site, who will remain nameless, frankly I think should roll up and die. There's several options you can get on the site, most of which cost a subscription. And they're willing to give you a free evaluation of your resume (again, only .txt or .doc). First critique, "Well, your resume doesn't look designed very well." No crap, it's a .doc file meant to work anywhere. You can't do shit that way. Oh, and they're willing to help me. And it'll only cost $200+. Yeah. Thanks. BTW, your automation tools suck.

Didn't get any writing done today. Merrie Haskell did a blog post and in the comments there was a discussion about how male writers don't talk about the housework they do. So, here it is. I spent a good chunk of the day cleaning and sweeping. We had leftover turkey in the fridge so I didn't need to cook anything today. And the turkey, we cooked it yesterday, had fat. They're making turkeys fat now.

In a strange head space at the moment. A strange mix of frustration and optimism, gotta do and don't wanna. Mixed up.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Optimism: more fun than frustration.

Jarrett Rush said...

This is not terribly related to most of your post, but my wife has pointed out to me several times that unless you buy the lean turkey you don't really save anything nutritionally over ground beef. And if you get the lean beef it's actually just as healthy for you (fat-wise and calorie-wise, at least) as ground turkey. It always pleases my red-meat-loving soul when she says that stuff.

Steve Buchheit said...

Camille, most certainly, but it's they way I'm put together that the frustration comes along for the ride.

Jarrett, well this was a whole turkey (on sale for $.60 a lb). And we've switched back from ground turkey (come into being right as we were in school, and cheap) to ground beef (from a butcher shop).

Rick said...

"Male writers don't talk about the housework they do?" Who the hell would want to talk about housework? What's next, potty habits?

You'd think in the year 2010 people would quit focusing on gender and train their sights on the quality of the writing.

Steve Buchheit said...

Rick, that was part of the comments on a friend's blog. She (and others) were making the point that for women, adding "do (housework)" to the day's agenda, and feeling it important enough to be on the list, seems to be mostly on the female's side of the writing community (and I'm going to extrapolate and say even the larger community). So while men maybe doing the same thing (do actual housework as a part of their daily routine), it doesn't rise to the same level of consciousness or importance in their minds.

And I think she has a point about that.

Rick said...

I'd agree with you, Steve, except it' one o'clock in the morning and I have to quit working on my manuscript to do the laundry.