01.03.00
22:08

Is there anyone home in this house made of stone?
Anyone in there who might care
I've grown weary and wise and I feel much amazed.

Gordon Lightfoot, Is There Anyone Home?

Another pointless quote. I may just give then up.

Io and Joey woke me up around 08:00 to borrow my car. Grr. I *hate* being woken up early on weekends. I so rarely get to sleep in at all, I really resent it when people wake me up. Ah well.

Spent most of the day playing a RPG called "Feng Shui". It's pretty dumb, but oh well. I haven't done any roleplaying stuff in a while. I don't think I really like it any more. I think I'll just give it up afer this game. It's funny, a few years ago I wanted so badly for people to let me play too. Now I just don't even want to play any more. I guess I've changed. I don't want to do much of anything these days except sleep, read SF and fantasy books, read a few webjournals and talk to Sean. I think I'm just worn out because it's almost finals.

After playing in the game, I went home for a while. Tom was here this weekend though, so that wasn't any fun for me. They tried to help me get my resume out, but we couldn't find any place to send it to. Mom doesn't think I'd do well at a very formal company. She's probably right. I don't really know what to do. I want a CS job, and I want it out of Portland and where I know people. Ideally, I'd like it to be near Sean. But I have no idea how to go about getting one. None at all. I just want the Job Fairy to wave her magic wand and get me a job. And while she's at it, a place to live wherever the job is. Bah. I don't have any idea what to do. And I'm tired and my eyes hurt. And I want a hug. Bah.

I think I should probably go to bed. I'm feeling tired and sad, and I doubt I'll get anything constructive accomplished if I stay up any longer. I don't feel like I'm good at anything and I'm just miserable. Bah. Trying to apply for a job does that to me. I feel like I'm not good enough to get hired, and if I do get hired then they won't like me once they've got me and they'll fire me. So what's the point of even sending out a resume? I'll just be making people waste time on me. I should just give up. But I don't know what to do then. I just feel like such a failure.

Bah.

I'm going to bed.

Captain Squanky signing off


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