Something like life
2002-01-30 01:44:27 (UTC)

Scratching the launch...

... and starting from scratch. Yes, I am again unemployed.
At least my boss spared me the embarrassment of having to
quit. Though I am quite confident in my abilities, using
said abilities to sell register tape just never sat well
with me. So, like a bad chili dog, I had to purge that job
from my system. Interestingly enough, the boss still gave
me a glowing reference and invited me to put the position
down on my resume.
( in case you're

But now I'm back to feeling somewhat useless... I'm not
afraid I won't be able to find a job. It's just annoying to
have to look around again, and money is very tight. Such is
life, though, I know I'm hardly the first person ever to
have such problems.

I've done some massive updating on my webpage, mostly last
night. I also created a composite portrait of a character
I'm trying to write about. Of course, it's a Star Wars
character. His name is Admiral Krale Mirach. There's some
info about him on my web page... the funny thing about him
is his name. The name came to me out of the blue as I was
writing, and then just kinda stuck in the back of my mind.
Later on when I was playing with Distant Suns (a really fun
astronomy program) I discovered that there was actually a
star called Mirach. Mirach is a star in Andromeda that
astronomers use to locate a small spiral galaxy known as
NGC-404, or "Mirach's Ghost". So naturally I thought, "I've
got to tell this guy's story." Then for some reason I got
totally obsessed with getting a clear picture of his face
in my mind, so I decided to create a portrait of him. It,
too, can be found on my page.

I haven't been at a loss for creativity as of late and this
is a good thing. I was stagnant creatively for so long I
thought I'd lost my imagination altogether. Thank goodness
it's come out of hybernation. I have whole worlds inside me
just begging to come out!

As I'm writing this I am on ICQ talking to a guy I almost
dated before getting together with Steve. He's extolling
the virtues of living to work rather than working to live.
It's kind of annoying. It's almost as if he's trying to
belittle the life Steve and I have here. Neither Steve nor
I enjoy working but we do it so that we can enjoy the other
things in life. Like each other.

You know, if I had my little fantasy come true, I could
live to work, I suppose... in a galaxy far far away as an
Emperor's Hand or somesuch... but, you know. That ain't
gonna happen. But maybe something more realistic... like
graphic arts... I love the cliche question in interviews
where you're asked "What would you REALLY like to be doing
right now?" I want to say something like "getting paid to
tinker with graphics programs and make pretty pictures!"

Ah, c'est la vie. Another day gone. Another illness. (Yes,
I'm sick again... WHAT immune system??) So I'll probably
write here again tomorrow...

Until then, may the Force be with you...