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Hook 'em snot.

Incomplete Study of MS Paint on Hand on Keyboard

Guess what I found

No, really.

Fw: Super duper happy fun time.

Crackberry test.

Study of MS Paint on Asprin Bottle with Stick of Gum on Top

Zooming in, it looks pretty bad, but didn't realize how acceptable it looks as a tiny icon.

If the US really wanted to torture terrorists, it should make them go job hunting

No, seriously. The job hunt is Satan's gift to the hungry workforce, and I experienced mine in a time of relative plenty (last summer). What I've learned is that the application and interview process is a web of complicated lies and non-truths:

• Company puts out an advert laying out its requirement (which are lies; you really actually have to be a Cubs fan or 50 years old or be related to someone in the company; fuck your organizational skills).


• You send out your resume (in which at least your objective is a lie; you're not that interested in bettering the company).


• They trash your resume because 1) They filled the position, and the original job post was a dirty lie 2) They never even read your resume. They were lying when they said they would. 3) Monster lied to them. They got nothing but trash and gave up searching. 4) They caught you and your dirty lies.


• You know someone in a company, and they hook you up with the job you have right now.

Anyway, old venting is old, but the residual bitterness of 11 months ago still lingers, and almost resurfaced upon fear that my jerb was going to be taken by dem people from the future (also known as Indian offshoring companies).

Attempting to find aim.

Let us begin with a touch of class.
Nyesss.