A heartfelt thanks to both Kate and Jenn who offered words of support after my admittedly-pathetic last post. I ended up sending an email to my two main professors from the grad program. One of them agreed to go through his mental rolodex for any jobs I am interested in and see if he has any contacts there. If so, he said he’d be happy to write a letter/make a phonecall of introduction, so that’s nice at least.

Today I applied for a job shipping packages for a local chocolate company, applied for a job as a senior analyst for an energy efficiency nonprofit, and showed up for my first temp agency posting. Such is mi vida loca these days.

The temp agency thing is a three day thing staffing the check-in table at a local business expo. It’s more of a business-to-business type thing, but they said they’ll let us walk around the exhibitors hall for a while if we want, so I’m bringing some resumes just in case. Also a guy I’ve been connected with that might throw some consulting work my way will be there, so I’ll get to introduce myself to him too.

But really. I need structure. I need at least a few definitives in my professional life. I’d like that to start soonish rather than laterish.

All is not hopeless, last post notwithstanding. I just really want stuff to start happening soon.

Not much going on here of late.

Missed spending Easter with my family at the beach, but had a pretty good day skiing and eating copious amounts of food with good friends, so that made me happy. The job search continues. Unfruitfully. I go through phases of being guardedly optimistic, apathetic, annoyed, and depressed. Annoyed and depressed seem to be winning out most of the time. Financially and emotionally, I need something to happen. Post haste.

Been reading alot. Rereading stuff I’ve read before and love. Reading new things for the first time. Some of it is crap (I’m looking at you military-thriller positing an islamic alliance bent on conquering the Mediterranian) and some of it is really, really awesome. (Thank you Neil Gaiman for American Gods. Just tremendous.)

This weekend will be spent in DC visiting some good friends. Can’t wait to see them.

Oddly enough, I’ve been thinking a bit about g-o-d lately. When Nick and Kate were in town, had a pretty good drunken discussion on my views on faith and it seems to have snowballed from there. Today I watched a pretty good documentary (The Education of Shelby Knox) about a highschooler fighting for sex ed in her school district that taught more than abstinance. She faced a ton of opposition from the decidedly christian, conservative community. Her opponents were so sure they were right. More and more, certainty annoys me, confuses me. Nobody has a monopoly on absolutes. Anyway, the unquestionable certainty of this highschooler’s opponents that they knew the mind of god popped a phrase into my head. I’m sure I didn’t invent it, but it goes like this: man creates god in his own image. Have to think on that more. Have to write on that more.

But not tonight. Tonight it’s late and there’s a book waiting for me resetting the Robin Hood tale in Wales during the Norman Conquest.  Book’s not going to read itself.