new prospects
My, my, it's funny how easly I can swap into the rhythm of... not having a rhythm. Today I read 1.5 books, watched 3 hours of TV, and spent the better part of the day browsing the internet while I was at work. Then I went to a staff party at the department I support and was rained on while biking home. Hurray for clothes dryers.
I'm feeling less antsy about employment, only because everyone on the face of the planet keeps assuring me that I'm employable. "You're smart," they say, "and intelligent, and well-spoken, and sociable, and to top it off, you have technical experience and expertise in a wide variety of fields. I'd hire you!" Thanks, guys. So... um... hire me?
I'm formulating a loose plan that I will tie together into the first steps toward an active pursuit of a job. It goes something like this:
1. Finalize work on resume and draft a potential query letter to use as a last resort in addition to portfolio, etc.
2. Make a list of all the magazines and/or corporations in the Portland/Seattle area at which I would like to work
3. Exploit my personal and professional ties to find new contacts at any additional or related publications/companies
4. Make initial contact with the above people, perferably by telephone in person to set up a meeting (problem being, of course, f-ing TRANSPORTATION)
...this is where it gets hazy, so I'll hope for the best and fear for the worst
5. Attend meetings, blow them away, and get a badass job with benefits, a yacht, and a gazillion bucks
I should have up to step three done by the end of next week before we fly to Jackson Hole on Friday evening. Something tells me that steps four and five will take considerably more finesse. I'm beginning to wish that Justin WASN'T being evicted from his apartment complex (the damn management decided to turn it into condos August 14th), and that his boss hadn't gone off the deep end (fired his 13-year accountant and is heading the company into financial ruin). It helps that we're both flexible as far as where we can go and what we can do, but I do wish I had a more stable home base. *laughs* Well, we do both have parents in the Seattle area... but that's just so pathetic. Maybe a certain someone I know will have to train me to be a professional dominatrix; I hear the pay is pretty good. ;-) Ya never know.
Also, I am *very* thrilled, but I can't say why because it is a secret. It will suffice to say that some ladies I know may be getting a very iiiiiinteresting surprise sometime soon. Hee hee hee.
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