And the days fly by… Watch them go, flipping through the air, turning little tricks for the crowd…
…
My
sleep pattern has been
totally messed up. This is not conductive to becoming
gainfully employed, and resuming my takeover of
Toronto’s elite
dotcom nightlife. I must remain awake all night tonight, and all day tomorrow, in order to ensure that I sleep the proper hours again. Otherwise, I think all my job hunting skills will be quite
ineffectual.
I’m getting vaguely
discouraged, though. I find myself lacking proper
skill sets for this
industry. Most of the available positions I’ve seen have required a great deal more
programming knowledge than I have, as well as
server-side stuff, and more
three-letter-acronym languages that I don’t know, and think I would be hard-pressed to learn.
It seems everyone is looking for a
web programmer with some vague grasp of
design, not an actual
designer.
…
If things don’t start looking brighter soon, I dunno what to do, though. I mean, it’s been almost a week since I got here, and there’s been
nothing yet. The fellow with the job that lured me here has been
incommunicado, and no-one else seems responsive to me as a
potential employee.
Jessica’s birthday is in about a week, and she’s in
Ottawa, alone. If things still suck by then, I’ll go back to Ottawa, at least for a little while.
I miss her, and I need to spend time with her… I worry that she thinks I’m trying to take off without her, that she thinks I’ll just
never come back…
The
Ottawa-Toronto LD stuff is just an added stress that neither of us need in the least.