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I had scheduled an 11AM meeting with this financial services guy in Raleigh for tomorrow. I had met him at the career fair on Thursday. Financial services seems like an unlikely career for me. First of all, it involves selling. Second of all, it involves selling people things they probably don’t really need, like life insurance and mutual funds. But I thought that perhaps I’d go, since there’s not going to be a decision on the Workstream job until Tuesday, and I have nothing else to do, and maybe I’d be surprised. But Google is a fine tool, and I googled the division manager I’d be meeting with. He is the head of some local Christian financial services group, which perhaps I could overlook, but this group is extremely conservative, and I certainly could not overlook statements like this on their website:
In addition to alcohol, tobacco and gambling, the Christian Investment Management actively avoids investing in companies that are involved in abortion, pornography, anti-family entertainment, or that actively promote non-traditional married lifestyles.
“Non-traditional married lifestyles” :) They can’t even use the word GAY. What a bunch of dildos… I’ve never called anyone a dildo before. I’m not even sure what being a dildo implies. Anyway…
So I have no plan for tomorrow. I’ll probably buy the Sunday paper and take what will hopefully be a final look at the job listings, in case anything jumps out and screams, “THIS is the job you’ve been waiting for!” I realize the same jobs are listed at trianglejobs.com, but the ritual of opening up the classifieds section is something I have grown used to, and things are more likely to jump out of me on the printed page as opposed to the monitor.
I had no plan for today, and I did nothing today. I did head out briefly, and I went to the Sprint store. I changed my plan again, committing to yet another two years with Sprint, but this will save me money, since their new plans don’t gouge you for overage minutes like my old plans did, resulting in $100+ phone bills (like my last one). Also, by the end of the month, I’ll qualify for a $150 rebate to get a new phone, and they’ll give me a $25 credit for my old phone, so I think I’ll go ahead and get a new phone with a camera, since it will only wind up costing about $25.
My ********* ailment is acting up, and I wish I had known how long this job search would take, because I could’ve scheduled some surgery to fix this, since it will supposedly take a week to heal. I should probably be going to the doctor for numerous problems as long as I’ve got the free time.
Even when my life isn’t beautiful, life in general is.
My writing ability has withered a great deal over the years, so I can’t even begin to expound upon how profoundingly moving this statement is. I found this somewhere, and I shall leave it at that…
Kerry might actually still win this election, but I now wonder if I might be moving to Canada. I just read this in the Configuration Specialist job description:
This position is based in Ottawa, Ontario in Canada and reports to the Director of Professional Services, who is based in Workstream’s California office.
But if one reports to someone in the California office, it would seem to make sense that this person should also be in the California office…or be able to based ANYWHERE. Hmmm.
In other news, I just awoke from a dream that ended with a giant nuclear explosion signaling the end of the world. A wave of intense heat was rushing towards the building I was in. John Kerry and I were trying to outrun it. It’s pretty heavy when you’re not just dreaming of your own death but the death of everyone on the planet.
And somehow after just four hours of sleep, I am awake at 8AM, all set to make it to the alumni meeting at 10.
Ooh, and a Public entry. Maybe that dense cloud of poision hanging over me is dissipating?
I’m killing time…thus, this lovely new icon.