| Stacey Janssen ( @ 2009-03-15 23:23:00 |
Snarky Sunday
Sometimes, I read something that was written by a person suffering from delusions of grandeur. Simple things that many other people are able to do without the fanfare end up elevated to the status of the gods. It's almost like reading something that says,
In less obnoxious news, Wednesday night marks my final class as an undergraduate. Then I whore my resumé around the greater Seattle area and hopefully get an (entry level?) editing job in a bus-friendly location. I've been looking through Monster and CareerBuilder with no huge success, but we'll see how it goes. In the meantime, I can work on my fiction and be grateful that Geb still has a job.
Three more days.
Sometimes, I read something that was written by a person suffering from delusions of grandeur. Simple things that many other people are able to do without the fanfare end up elevated to the status of the gods. It's almost like reading something that says,
I drove my car today. I saw a speed bump coming, so I slowed down. I slowed down because I saw the speed bump, and I knew that simply by my one act of slowing down, I was making a difference. Because--do you know what? The guy behind me slowed down, too. And the guy behind him. All because I slowed down. It's moments like these that remind me what an inspiration I am. An inspiration to the world.I find it truly annoying. I may have a lower tolerance at the moment, being sick and all.
In less obnoxious news, Wednesday night marks my final class as an undergraduate. Then I whore my resumé around the greater Seattle area and hopefully get an (entry level?) editing job in a bus-friendly location. I've been looking through Monster and CareerBuilder with no huge success, but we'll see how it goes. In the meantime, I can work on my fiction and be grateful that Geb still has a job.
Three more days.