Sunday’s a good time for a bike ride… I realized tonight that I haven’t done a lot of purely recreational biking since I got here. Since I don’t have a car, the bike is largely a tool to get me from here to there, and though it’s great to combine exercise with a bookstore run, […]
Things here at Casa de B. have been pretty sluggish as of late do in large part to the aircon situation. It’s hotter than hell here (OK, 80s and 90s, not that real feel 115 I had in Chicago last year, but hey), and we’ve just turned on the aircon today (I am not paying
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Do not go out and buy things every time you have a “good” interview. This makes bad financial sense. Kay, thnx.
Spent much of the day writing up a mock business proposal for a part-time business proposal writer position that one of the temp agencies called me up for. It was funny, because you know, I’ve never written a business proposal. I’ve assisted in writing business proposals; I’m familiar with the format and the lingo because
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So, I forgot my cell phone charger in the room at Wiscon, and my battery is dead. I’ve got another interview tomorrow, which I was able to set up just as the phone started sending off its dying beeps. I pulled up some online maps for the local Radio Shack and found one less than
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Especially in 80 degree weather. After six days off. I hate squats. Have I mentioned how much I hate squats? Yeah, these aren’t getting added to the new nighttime weights routine.
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My flight here in Milwaukee is delayed by 13 minutes, but still scheduled to arrive in Madison on time. Fascinating. I’ve been passing the time online checking up on blogs that I was unable to access at Dayton International Airport, which also has a WiFi service. What’s that, you ask? Why wasn’t I able to
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As of today, I’ve gotten at least four calls for temp jobs that would take place over Wiscon weekend (the one I was called in for today would start… tomorrow. I have a 2:30 flight to Madison tomorrow). Blast. But hey, once I’m back from Wiscon, I’ve got nowhere to be until September. Then maybe
I liked living in Chicago. I liked feeling young and hip and successful. I liked my shiny shoes and my corporate card. I liked having money. And spending it. I didn’t like worrying about how I was holding myself when I was walking home at night, being worried about coming home a little tipsy, hauling