I stole the below text from Jeremy:
What happens when it is perfect the first time, when the first bite tastes so good that there is nothing for which we need to strive, what happens when we finally get this right? Nothing and that is not so much because of our solution but rather is our whole problem, we will never really know how close we might have been because the second we think we reach it we stop trying. Better than it was the day before but not the best, closer than the closest we have ever been but still not perfect. Either because of the bliss of this ignorance or not wanting to spend our entire lives trying to achieve it, we will never know what perfect is but we know we have no choice but to live with this and that just might be the perfect plan. Created without even thinking.
Thursday, December 11, 2003
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Job Search... Continued
Mood: Hopeful
It's been WAY too long since I last posted. For now, here's a quick update.
The job search continues. In the past few days I've really been putting foot to pavement. The latest possibilities are an Instructional/Computer Aide at Alvord High School, and a Pre-Press Technician/Graphic Designer at, of all places, Inland Printworks. (For those that don't know, Inland Printworks was my first job... ever. I was hired as a pressman, but mainly worked in the bindery. When a major family problem came up, I was forced to quit.)
Bella's Christmas break has started, at least partly. It won't be in full swing for another week or so. (Right now she just doesn't have any student teaching, but still has to work and has a couple classes left.)
Tomorrow we are going to her beloved Orange. We are meeting with a former professor of hers to pick up a letter of recommendation. Then she needs to do some studying before we meet with one of her friends for dinner. Somewhere in there we will be going to the Old Navy store for a little Christmas shopping. But first, in the morning, I have a couple job search-related things I need to get done, and Bella has offered to drive me around for them. She's so nice, I could kiss her. Oh... but I do! (And, somewhere, she's blushing right about now.)
Well, this has turned into a longer post than expected, so while I'm at it:
Stella, Ibby, Max, Frida, Pip and Pippi are all doing well. Oh, and there has been evidence (poop) that Frida has investigated the nest. Maybe there will be baby parakeets after all!
And with that thought... GOOD NIGHT!
It's been WAY too long since I last posted. For now, here's a quick update.
The job search continues. In the past few days I've really been putting foot to pavement. The latest possibilities are an Instructional/Computer Aide at Alvord High School, and a Pre-Press Technician/Graphic Designer at, of all places, Inland Printworks. (For those that don't know, Inland Printworks was my first job... ever. I was hired as a pressman, but mainly worked in the bindery. When a major family problem came up, I was forced to quit.)
Bella's Christmas break has started, at least partly. It won't be in full swing for another week or so. (Right now she just doesn't have any student teaching, but still has to work and has a couple classes left.)
Tomorrow we are going to her beloved Orange. We are meeting with a former professor of hers to pick up a letter of recommendation. Then she needs to do some studying before we meet with one of her friends for dinner. Somewhere in there we will be going to the Old Navy store for a little Christmas shopping. But first, in the morning, I have a couple job search-related things I need to get done, and Bella has offered to drive me around for them. She's so nice, I could kiss her. Oh... but I do! (And, somewhere, she's blushing right about now.)
Well, this has turned into a longer post than expected, so while I'm at it:
Stella, Ibby, Max, Frida, Pip and Pippi are all doing well. Oh, and there has been evidence (poop) that Frida has investigated the nest. Maybe there will be baby parakeets after all!
And with that thought... GOOD NIGHT!
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