A Twist of Things to Come

	751
63
lab.drwicked.com

You should totally check out that site. You can tweak the settings so that it really annoys you if you slack. (I did it just to see what would happen, and after some color change warnings it started playing "Banana Phone." EEEK!) The downside is that you write in this little text box and have to copy/paste your work into in a word processor when you're done or you lose it.

The upside is that I didn't stop to play Craig Ferguson's monologue on YouTube or whatever, when I got stuck. I just worked through it. The results were not too bad, I think.

***

Ugh. Looking through Federal job listings reminded me why I hated working for the government. I have to find my separation from service papers, or else request them from the cave where they are buried. The only local listings are of the perpetual kind, which they collect the applicants and look through them when they actually need to fill a position. I would gladly relocate, but finding appropriate job postings on USJOBS is like looking for a particular needle in a metric f*cktonne of needles. It just reminds me how much I hated the jargon and deliberately obtuse wording of almost every bit of paperwork I had to complete when working for the government.

Now, I have ZERO right to complain, here, and I know it. I never had to apply for a job. Not ever. My IB English teacher in HS contacted a friend of his where I applied to college, and she put a note in my application file so the admission folks would bring me by to meet her. BOOM, I had a workstudy before I was sure I'd be attending that particular school.

I was recruited from that school because they wanted to hire people under the "Master Scholar" program, which meant less paperwork for them and a higher starting pay for the applicant.

Then I left to be home with the babies. Shortly before that drove me completely insane, I happened to edit a short story for Ty, who then went about telling everyone I was the best editor ever. Ty is a very convincing individual. Soon people were paying me to do it. It wasn't much, but it was something I was good at that I just fell into. I did the Martial Arts book job, and then my husband's best friend recruited me to do some stuff for his consulting company.

But, yeah. I'm 39 years old, and despite having have worked for a good portion of my life, I have never had to apply for jobs and stuff before. I mean, I've done it periodically, but the jobs I've done have never been what I consciously intended to do.

That's kind of freaky. O_O