Who the heck do I think I am?

Interview this morning at 9:30.

Got up on time. Radio said that trains were running on schedule; buses a little slow but mostly fine.

Had an unscheduled delay but still managed to leave the house at 8:15.

Got to Waverley Square just in time for a bus. It was about as full as I've ever seen it at Waverley - which should have been my first clue.

At 9:00am, we were waiting at the light at Fresh Pond and Mt Auburn. I had no way to contact the interview site to tell them I was running late, but I tried anyway, guessing the woman's email. It failed. It took an hour to get to Harvard Square. In case you're keeping score, that meant it was 9:15.

Then 5-10 minute wait for the train. One stop to Central.

Arrived at Central at 9:20 AM and tried calling (the number doesn't connect) and a 2nd email address possibility (that also failed). Thirty-five minutes for the bus! It's now 9:54AM.

It took another 25 minutes to get to the interview site: 10:25AM, or an hour late. I let them know that if we needed to reschedule, I understood. The initial interviewer was still available to meet, so we met, but I'll have to go back at some point (we hope tomorrow) to talk to the person who counts - i.e., the PI this job would actually support.

So. 2 1/2 hours to get to the interview. Thirty-five minute interview. Stopped for a few minutes to change back to boots and check email, then back out to wait for the bus.

Any guesses?

11:35 - went out to wait
11:56 - Bus arrived
12:16 - Arrived back at Central Square.
12:50 - Train FINALLY arrived (disabled trains on the red line!)
12:54 - Arrived at Harvard Square
13:09 - Bus arrived
13:35 - Arrived Waverley Square
Stopped at Dunkin for a cup of hot chocolate to fortify me (temp and calories) for the walk home.
13:55 - HOME.

BTW, my boots aren't waterproof anymore. :(


Six HOURS. For a 35-minute interview.


Ye Gods, I hate the T.

I'm watching Tim Gunn lose it on Project Runway ("animal wooly balls" vs "real balls" - yeah, if you don't know what I'm talking about you're probably better off).

I have dried out the sleeping bags, but the tent probably needs to at least be set out on the other side, probably better to actually set it up (oy). And I need water seal for the seams.

So the quick ( Pennsic Update )

I went to the grocery store today for milk (yay!) and more cheese (my open cheese got moldy while I was away) and will do a "real" full grocery shop tomorrow or over the weekend when the new flyer prices go into effect. (Need soda, yogurt, dinners.... but have a coupon!) I also got QUARTERS so I can do my laundry! I did a load of whites (with bleach) but needed more change to continue.

Have decided not to pursue Aflac. I've contacted them a total of 3 times now on separate occasions and apparently they can't be arsed to get back to me. Screw'em. The guy at the bank suggested I apply there. Hm.

I also need to go to Macy's to see about the perfume spritzer (yes, the saga continues!). Short version of story: It definitely leaked while at war, the temperatures were hot enough to sort of "bake" the ester and I have visible proof that the bottle leaks. A little pointed questioning of Joel resulted in his not only remembering that he bought it at Macy's, not Sephora as previously believed, *but* that his receipt was still in the bag in his bedroom. From 2 1/2 years ago!!!! Frightening, but not a bad thing in this case. So I am armed with the receipt now, too!

I must re-motivate to start looking for work again. I can't seem to get up the energy. I've been sleeping a lot.

And I must clean. Oy. Really, really need to clean. I currently fear that I accidentally returned the unused high-capacity black toner cartridge instead of a used one. Sigh.


I'm caught up on Project Runway, and I'm ready for tonight's new episode. I watched last week's Burn Notice but I think I missed one in there. But USA shows it all the time. I also watched last night's new The Choir but BBC America does not, apparently, repeat the old episodes as much as I would like, so I missed one there, too.

Way behind on White Collar and others. Meh.

I did get an order from Amazon that I ordered with gift certificates: A Little Princess (the good, BBC / Wonderworks TV version); Chronicles of Narnia (ditto, the BBC / Wonderworks one), Snoopy (replacing the CD stolen from my car about 4 years ago), Season 2 of The Closer, and The Addams Family - the musical. Turns out etakyma bought the same soundtrack! Wish I'd known, but oh well.

But I am also loving Top Gear on BBC America. OMG, these boys are SOOO funny. And they are boys. They constantly play tricks on each other. It's like if Moony, Padfoot and Prongs grew up and had a car review show. Seriously. (Jeremy is Moony, Hammond is Pads and James May is Prongs, of course.)

And Alternity? Man, it's awesome. I love that even when there are issues behind the scenes, we work them through and we're committed to helping each other remove roadblocks and at least trying to keep it fun for everyone. We don't always succeed - because let's face it some characters just are harder to play in Alternity than others - but we sure as hell try. Meanwhile, I think the measures we take do improve the game, not just for those characters but for everyone, and offer new dimensions for the readers, too.

So y'all should read it. Really.

Oh, and I found out that somehow I missed the email about the October cabaret thing that Wellesley's doing - but I got to the organizers in time. And I even talked them into a solo! So that'll be cool and rehearsals start at the end of the month. I'm sure there are other auditions to look out for, too. Back to the grind.

And back to job search. Bleah. But there's simply no alternative. I have to get a job.

I can't quite believe I'm considering this, but....

Does anyone think it's ridiculous to actually consider working as an Aflac insurance agent? It's commission, but it's not like I'd have to sell 1,000,000 widgets and it's certainly not like I'd be standing in a Home Depot trying to get individual marks to remodel their kitchens.

Pros:

- Money potential is great (commission structure allows residuals on all signed contracts)
- Not like healthcare, academia, or construction in that one doesn't need any special degree / knowledge to advance
- flexible schedule / hours, so I could totally arrange my schedule for auditions / rehearsals
- Variable days, not stuck at a desk, lots of field work
- plays to many strengths: presentations, talking to people, site visits, running open enrollments, etc.
- growth potential
- don't have to do it forever
- non-profit-like service (i.e., it's a socially responsible product)
- Offices are in Waltham, easy commute


Cons:

- I'm not very mainstream, dunno if I'll connect well to potential clients?
- commission structure
- will I get "addicted" to taking the calls, getting the clients?
- Will I go nuts at the scripts / sales mentality?
- Can I get emotionally invested in this enough to do it well?
- Some travel (mostly in region) and hassle of getting into town? Going to companies?


(though as the guy I interviewed with today said: You'll know if you don't like it. But don't quit before you get started.) I've also got their sample associate contract, which I'm trying to read carefully but my eyes are crossing....

I dunno.

On the other hand - if I'm going to be stuck in a job that I don't really care about passionately, it might as well be something I can make a lot of money doing, right?

So I went downtown today to fill out paperwork and test and interview with yet another staffing agency - one can never be enrolled with too many. But I didn't want to take the T because dude, my back is still not up to walking or standing as long as it would take to go via public transit.

However, I should have done it anyway.

I drove around and around and around hoping to find a lucky parking spot. All the garages had their "full day" rate signs up and I balked: $23 or $26??? For like, an hour? How much is just an HOUR?

But finally, it was after the time I was supposed to be there, I'd gone around the block(s) about 4 times in different directions, got stuck on one-ways taking me *away* from the target, u-turned to get back without running into more one-ways, and called to let them know I was just looking for parking.... and as I came around the corner, the garage in the same building as the place was taking down the all-day parking sign and putting up its hourly sign: $6 for the first half-hour. Great!

I pulled in and gave the car to the valets (yeah, but the rate was still $12 for the hour), and made it to the appointment.

Where they ran me through MS Office testing, typing test, and then I had to wait a good 10 minutes for a room to open up. (During this time, btw, I realized that this agency's "gimmick" for team-building is that when someone successfully places an employee, the agent rings a bell - and the other hiring agents applaud. All I could think was "How...Pavlovian.")

Anyway, so I'm already over the hour-mark and then we get into the interview. And I probably talked too much, but she wanted me to "take her through" my positions, which is understandable, because my work history is a little wonky. And then she asked if I could meet with a couple other agents in the various arms of their organization (e.g. "creative" vs. "administrative") - and I looked at my phone (which doubles as my watch). EEK. I was 3 minutes shy of two hours on the car.

So I said, "Actually, if you don't mind, if I go right now, I'll make it within two hours" and she was very understanding and I rushed to the garage... Where I realized that between one and two hours, the price JUMPED from $12... to $28.

Thirty bucks to park!!! $15 an HOUR. I almost should have stayed, because the *next* hour was only $34 - at which point, who cares?

But YIKES. Okay, the T would have taken 2 hours of travel, and I certainly would have had to be really careful walking, but YIKES. In retrospect, I should have just gone in at the day rate!!!

I hope it pays off.

Meanwhile, I'm doing the exercise that the chiropractor prescribed. My father had also recommended a particular brand of adhesive "hot" patch, which happens to be relatively inexpensive (especially compared to the thermacare patches), so I tried that during the brush-up tonight.

OMG. No. First off, I'm glad a. they're cheap and b. I got two, because the first one folded onto itself and got all stuck to itself and had to be sacrificed. The second one still got stuck to itself, but in a more wrinkled than folded way, and I was still able to stick it on, albeit kind of at a weird angle. Second, the "heat" it generates is from capzaisin, so it's more of a "spicy" heat than an actual warmth...and it burned more like a chemical burn than a radiating heat. I wound up ripping it off on the way home, because when I was sitting in the car, and couldn't get away from it, it felt like it was flaying my back.

So, yeah. Not doing that again, but at least it was only a couple bucks' worth of experimentation, and certainly not another $30 mistake!

Argh.

So. Get the back back in shape. Then the next order of business is to get ME back in shape - walking and more. Zoicks, I'm gaining weight like whoa.

And lastly, unfortunately, a quick check of my odometer from last year confirms that I will not qualify for the "low mileage" discount with my insurance company. Which is a pain, because apparently I have to suffer another year of surcharge due to the accident in '07, because while the anniversary date of the accident is coming up in a couple weeks, the surcharge wasn't actually applied until January '08. Sigh. So my rates don't drop for another 8 months.

I can haz new life now?

Okay, a few good things so I'm not all about the bitchy.

Alternity continues to rock hard.

I should be able to sweet-talk my family photographer into new headshots when I go to Rochester, which I'll be doing on the way to Crown (along with a haircut at my old hairdresser's). This means I'll have really good professional headshots again, that aren't 20 years out of date, in time for the big StageSource auditions (in early June). Now I need to choose a monologue and song, always an agonizing process, but something that I just have to DO and then not worry about. Whatever - as long as it's memorable, and I do it well, that's the point.

Only two more performances and then I can really focus on the summer shows.

I finished the first draft of my sci-fi story, though I haven't read it over to begin editing it. I fear it is more lame and simplified than I intended when I was outlining, but it's also short, so I have a little room to expand if necessary.

BAF3 is gonna be awesome - it's set to launch at Balticon, where I probably won't be, but that's okay. The book will launch and maybe a few of 1 and 2 will sell, too.

Oh - I almost forgot! There's a new episode of SpellCast out! Actually, it's not new, because I recorded it in December, but it's finally out!

I was going to make this a longer post, but now I think bullets will do:

- The contract job site selected a different candidate. This isn't a horrible thing, as I really wasn't excited about putting 40 miles on the car every day (especially with a 17MPG average right now)

- I did, however walk through the Stoughton Jordan's Furniture and the Stoughton IKEA. But other than lunch (It's not IKEA without Swedish Meatballs!) I didn't buy anything. Yay, me.

- I always fantasy furniture shop at Jordan's. It's fun! This time I found a cool flip-top writing desk and I believe Narcissa Malfoy's bedroom furniture. I took pictures of the bedroom, but may go find them on the website later.

- Instead of my little self-devised "workout" this morning, I decided to finally get out the Yoga DVD I bought months ago. What a workout!

- Yoga on a rug that really needs to be vacuumed, however, is not so fun.

- Having done that, though, I really needed to start getting my books and all back in tubs to get them downstairs. And that's when

- I threw my lower back out. Ow. I was testing the weight. I swear. I lifted with my legs. I did. I gauged the weight, put it down, and I was straightening up. And POP.

OW. OW OW OW.

So, no brush-up for me tonight. I'm icing / heating, trying to take it easy, only moving when I have to....

But, yeah. I'm a dumbass. I'll take the netbook to bed, as the laptop is too heavy to lift right now. At least I can kinda hobble around the apartment. When it first happened I could barely walk to the bathroom for Tylenol.

Ow.

ETA: And now there's something wrong with the power supply to the netbook. Not sure if it's the brick or something else. Sigh. Grabbed the regular computer - and yeah, it actually hurt to carry it to the bedroom, but it's here now.

I'm moving a little more easily, but still hurts. Tiger Balm is my friend.

I'm so behind on everything....

But the show opened last night (yay!) and I experienced a second occurrence that I really hope does not turn into a tradition. I was rear-ended in traffic. Luckily, it was incredibly minor (at least on my end). It was one of those bumper-to-bumper situations where traffic ahead of me started, but the car *directly* in front of me didn't go right away. But the person *behind* me thought we were going, so she tapped her accelerator. So, 5 MPH, maybe? Her BMW was much more messed up than my SUV bumper - I mean, I don't even know if there's anything (other than paint) to fix. Though that said, if there is anything, I will get it fixed because hello, I don't want rust. She was really, really upset at the time (which was way disproportionate to the accident, so lucky for me I was completely calm), and she called me this morning (at 8:15, UGH!) to find out if I'm okay and apologize for falling apart, and to make sure that I had all her information.

I figure - hey, I've been at fault in accidents before, ones with much more extensive (though never injurious) damage, and I was fortunate that at least once, when I was really upset about it, the other driver was calm, collected, and not wanting to rip me a new one for fucking up his car. Even when I was hit on the way to "Steppin' Out," the worst part wasn't the trunk damage (which wasn't dramatic, but was enough to stop the trunk from opening easily for the rest of the life of the car), it was that I was on my way to the performance and I was worried I'd be late. And I think I was pretty calm with that woman, too. Point being, I've been there myself, and I know how it feels to want the last five seconds back.

Then I witnessed another almost-accident on the way home... at 1:30 AM... after going out drinking after the show (which was a whole 'nother story. We tried to go to the 99 and it was closed, so we all tried to go to TGI Friday's before they closed, got in JUST before last call, but just as they finally brought our drinks and food, a Framingham cop started going round to everyone saying, 'You've got 5 minutes before they close up.' And everyone got really pissed, because, dude, we'd JUST got our stuff. If we weren't going to have time to sit and enjoy, they shouldn't have served us at all). So I'm in Waltham and I turned up the side street to bypass all the lights on 20, and there's a monster truck two cars ahead and a little VW Passat behind him. The truck swings wide to the left, clearly about to turn right but with NO SIGNAL, and the Passat tries to slip in front of the truck...on the right. They came within an inch of hitting.

I hung back while the guys got out and checked their cars. There was a little discussion but no exchange of info - and no violence, which was good. Because honestly, could have gone that way, and if I'd had to be a witness, I'd've been obligated to say they were both boneheads.

Anyway....

So, this coming week marks four months of unemployment. It's the longest I have *ever* gone without working. Even during my previous worksearches, I was temping and getting money coming in within a few weeks of my layoff. But with this worksearch, I dunno, it's hard to find temp jobs that are "worth" doing compared to collecting unemployment. But on the other hand, there's a strain to being out of the workforce for so long, losing touch, losing routine, etc. I haven't been nearly as productive as I aspired to be - though since the weather has improved (well, not early this week!), I've been walking more and really focusing on trying to get back in shape.

(Speaking of which, Champion now has a low-cost version of the ultra-high-tech Sketchers that improve your butt while you walk, which is itself a US version of MBT shoes, which have been around in the UK for a few years already. Anyway, Champion sells through Payless, and the shoes are $30 instead of $100. I knew it was just a matter of time.)

But back to the "no work" thing. Well, I did get a call yesterday about a possible contract position. It's an AA, but they're specifically looking for someone with project management experience (which is interesting), and the pay is fairly good, though it's apparently somewhere west (I think she said Westwood? It wasn't Westboro, but I didn't hear the name of the town clearly). I said I'd at least be interested in talking to them. Why not?

And so many reports and blogs and newsletters are saying that contract work and other new models are becoming the norm, much more than direct hires. Which makes sense - it was trending that way even before the economy slipped - but it makes for a career of constant change. I don't mind that mindset when it's *theatre*, but I really prefer a little more stability in the rest of my life.

So, the dilemma facing me is whether I should go back to that career coach and say, "yeah, okay, my way is totally not working. Let's plunk down some cash and start networking" or whether I lower standards and go back to Admin work just to get back in the game.

Something else to do, especially now that I'm into the show and out of rehearsals, is refocus on the other projects - recording and such. And I have to finish "spring cleaning" which also now includes reorganizing the basement storage.

And there's still more theatre. I just bit the bullet and joined "StageSource" in order to put in for their auditions in June. (The deadline is in just over a week.) Which means I have until June to get my hair cut decently again, get a good headshot, and get ready to audition.

And I have to start really working on learning lines for "Medea" and "The Final Battle" - but that's been on the burner for a while.


Meanwhile, Target is having a HUGE DVD sale including lots of TV. So I got Burn Notice S2, How I Met Your Mother S4, and Weeds S5 for just over $50 (for all three). Which blows the entertainment budget for a good while (sigh), but I couldn't stop myself. Honest.

In other entertainment news, I've been working through my birthday present from Amy. It's a BBC series called "The Last Detective" with Peter Davison as the maligned "Dangerous Davies" - the "last detective" anyone would want working a case. Except he's really a good detective. He's just a very unlucky one.

And I'm two ep's behind on SPN, Chuck, probably a few others. I still haven't seen the White Collar season finale from a few weeks back (though I'm not worried about it), and I'm WAY behind on The Closer and others. But I did finish the first season of "Lost" via Netflix and it's okay. I'll probably move on to season 2 at some point.


And now I need fooooood.

This week has been tech week for Fiddler.

Which would have been a lot easier had I not come down with a horrid cold Monday morning.

I am still impossibly stuffed up and snuffly, but at least I feel human again. My nose hurts like almighty whatever, though, from the copious tissue-abrasions.

The show is shaping up really, really well, however.


Meanwhile, a Netflix review: Lost in Austen. ( Cut for potential spoilers )

So, yeah. I'm not sure whether A would like it or hate it, since she hates Austen (which I find really interesting, because I also lose patience for the writing, but not the characters and I love film versions of the stories), but it's not *really* a faithful representation of Austen. It's more of a wink and a nod - it's kind to the material, but not slavishly reverent. Real fans of Austen should definitely check it out, but don't expect the same story you know!


In other news, I'm still unemployed. There are still few to no jobs I'm seeing that I'm interested in *and* qualified for. There are still too many jobs for which I'm grossly *over*qualified but that hold no interest for me. And while the weather was great this week, Monday was the *only* day I managed to get outside and walk, because the whole rest of this week, I've been so much with the headcold. This has to be the worst cold I've had in three years, easily. Gak.


Oh, and one little thing on the Infinitus front: SQUEE is coming. Serious, serious SQUEE. Wait for it....

Okay, so I just spent 2 weeks in Pittsburgh and I drove back to Rochester last night.

Um. There's probably lots more to report about being in Pittsburgh, isn't there?

Well.

Went rock climbing twice, bloodied myself twice the second time, but managed only to embarrass myself slightly. Slipped and fell down Joel's back kitchen stairs on the middle Sunday and have a bruise across my right buttock that looks like someone hit me with a PERFECT wrap shot.

Joel's cat is sick actively dying. (Yes, only a week or two after his mother died, his cat sorta stopped eating. We tried all this week to tempt him with various kinds of cat and people food, but no dice. Joel took him to kitty hospital yesterday and per his latest post, Eek's remaining days are very limited. SUCKAGE! TOTALLY UNFAIR SUCKITUDE.) And of course, we all learned about Eric Bowling this week, too, which was really sad and unexpected and also unfair.

Hm. Well, we ate a lot of good food, and also things I cooked (note that those two are exclusive). Seriously, I cooked Christmas dinner and it was actually edible, though not amazingly awesome. There was pie. We visited friends and friends' family on Christmas Day eve (as opposed to Christmas Eve day) and had a great time. I got to snuggle Josie a little. We also admired Joel's neighbour's fabulous new mosaic in her fireplace. And first Saturday I was there, we not only moved Joel's fridge into his kitchen (thanks to my AWESOME knowledge on how to move appliances thanks to watching the movers do it with cardboard!), we also went out to play some games and watch a mind-bending film called Primer with some other of Joel's Pittsburgh friends.

We also got and put up Joel's Christmas tree and on Sunday we measured, cut, and successfully hung Joel's kitchen door. Big win!

We went to a bar around the corner to watch the Penguins game, and even though they lost we had a good time. Small world department: the two guys down the bar from us - twins! - have been to Pennsic! Yeah, it's not quite the coincidence in Pittsburgh that it would be if we'd been in Boston. But still. Funny.

We went to see Avatar and I liked it, though it was certainly flawed. The 3D was well done. I want to be a Na'vi, or failing that have my own USB port. I won't mind seeing it again if given the chance.

And of course, PREZZIES. I got a Bluetooth headset (which works pretty well!) and also a gift certificate to see a national tour during the summer, which reminds me I have to call them and select the show. We're going to shoot for Curtains on the last weekend of June.

So. That's Pittsburgh.


I've been reading a lot of Yuletide fics. Some good stuff this year, including ASOIAF (see icon!) and some Dead Poets' Society. A few Big Bang Theory, some other stuff. I've been getting comments on my two pinch hits - one of which was written in about 3 hours, so I'm glad that people have appreciated that at all.

Job-hunt-wise, I've got an interview on Monday and I had a good networking phone call today. Hunt-and-peck applications still suck, but I'll spend some time on that later.

And I went with my mother today to her hairdresser, who used to be *my* hairdresser, and told her to go crazy. So I've got some significant hair change - not colour, just cut. She curled it, too, which has made it weird to get used to, but the curl will be gone in a day.

Hm.

We're watching Season Two West Wing. One of my favourite shows at its height. Can't really beat that!

Yesterday I voted (after remembering that our polling place has changed!), then tried and failed to enroll in Unemployment. I got to the first place and learned that there were 39 applicants that morning and they weren't taking anyone else that day. I went to a second office to learn that they only accept new applications on Wednesdays and Thursdays.

Since I was in the Burlington area, I went to Patterson's and found two new leotards, which I've been needing, and then went over to Off-Broadway shoes and didn't buy sneakers, and then got lunch (during which I was able to read over one short story), and did a little more unproductive Christmas shopping but I did buy two pairs of leggings (again, for dance at rehearsals) and a stocking stuffer.

Then I made it to the grocery store and home. By then it was after 4.

Today I went to my 9:00 headhunter appointment. I like the model they use, but I'm not sure I can invest their fees right now.

( Their Model )

With the economy the way it is, with the really difficult niche I'm trying to fill, especially looking for a jump in my level... is this a worth-while gamble? I have the contract to consider and I've got a follow-up with them on Monday, by which time I have to have a decision.

Anyway, got done with that a little after 10. Changed in the building restroom and headed out to Natick. In the yuck, by the way. Went to Michael's, didn't really see anything earth-shattering. Browsed through Burlington Coat Factory. First thing that struck me was that there was no music in the store. It was silent. As much as I get annoyed at incessant musak, especially the Christmas music this time of year, it was really weird to shop in a huge store with no background noise. It was freakin' eerie.

Well, I wandered around plagued by "I don't know"-itis, decided that I really didn't have a clue what I wanted to get, and so left and headed to the mall.

( more shopping )

Got home a little after 4 (again) and took Tylenol and proceeded to conk out for 2 hours!

Made dinner at 8. Getting headachy again, but it's almost the end of Top Chef and I can get to bed. I want to get up early to do Unemployment by phone while I get myself in gear on the crap I meant to do this week.


ETA: ( Top Chef Spoilers )

Gah. Still job-hunting. Sucks. Filing unemployment but haven't seen a check yet. Still haven't received my ()#*#$*)#*) tax refund, either. (WTF?)

So feeling more anxious, but keeping at it.

Golden Compass movie! I'm quite pleased with the daemon generated on the site:

( Alexius )

Kind of a lame attempt at pseudo-Latin, but okay.

Hosting an SCA laurel in for a conference with Henry Jenkins this weekend. Should be fun! But I've been cleaning a bit in preparation, since I have to have a place for the dear lady to sleep.

And my harp is back! Whoo-hoo. Good as new. Yay. Only eight months since I sent it for repairs. Heh. Getting back into playing, trying to make it regular this time. Guitar's coming along, too - I have chords for 2 of my songs, and almost all the chords for a third (there's a spot where I'd like a chord change and can't figure out the right one), and can *almost* play them convincingly. Who'd'a thought?

Been working on the screenplay adaptation from my fave book. Sang at the State House yesterday, which was okay, but could have gone better - and could have involved me a little more, oh well. I had this brilliant idea to make up business cards, but between the card stock and the printer completely wasn't able to get anything to print that looked good and didn't smudge, so I've ordered some from VistaPrint. These are for singing, though, not job-hunting.

That's about it. Still alive. Still jobless.