bleakness, desolation, plastic forks

I don't think I'm good for much right now. Someone in the paper this morning said "Eight million cases of attention deficit disorder."

Last night, at d.b.a., the chance to see Michael, who had a very close call and wrote about it well and movingly; and Christine, who was late to work that morning; and numerous other friends. Wished each other a happy, and boring, New Year. A couple of job possibilities out of that--freelance on one, and a friend at Addison-Wesley who wants my resume, and pointed out that if they hire me, she gets a bonus.

Irene, here at the office, is getting a relative to hand-carry my resume to the Oxford University Press, some complicated system of who owes whom what in her family, and she's giving me some of those family points. A good person.

Contemplating New Year's (a different calendar) in Swansea, with all those frequent flyer miles while they're worth something.

Here at the office mostly because I didn't think it would be good for me to sit at home, and wondering now if it's making any difference, except that I stopped and bought a flag in the Port Authority Bus Terminal and that the tea here isn't as good as it would be at home.

Phones being weird, the Web ditto.

But I'm still here.

We shall not be moved.

bleakness, desolation, plastic forks

I don't think I'm good for much right now. Someone in the paper this morning said "Eight million cases of attention deficit disorder."

Last night, at d.b.a., the chance to see Michael, who had a very close call and wrote about it well and movingly; and Christine, who was late to work that morning; and numerous other friends. Wished each other a happy, and boring, New Year. A couple of job possibilities out of that--freelance on one, and a friend at Addison-Wesley who wants my resume, and pointed out that if they hire me, she gets a bonus.

Irene, here at the office, is getting a relative to hand-carry my resume to the Oxford University Press, some complicated system of who owes whom what in her family, and she's giving me some of those family points. A good person.

Contemplating New Year's (a different calendar) in Swansea, with all those frequent flyer miles while they're worth something.

Here at the office mostly because I didn't think it would be good for me to sit at home, and wondering now if it's making any difference, except that I stopped and bought a flag in the Port Authority Bus Terminal and that the tea here isn't as good as it would be at home.

Phones being weird, the Web ditto.

But I'm still here.

We shall not be moved.

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Just talked to my (soon to be ex-) boss. She's decided to show the people at reviews.com how the system works herself, because "after thinking about what [I] said" she concluded it wasn't right to have me training someone who's going to replace me. If, that is, they're going to be editing at all.

She also says it's fine to use her as a reference--which I knew--and that the home address I have for her is still valid.

She doesn't know if they'll be decommissioning the Suns as planned by the time I leave. I pointed out that there's nobody else here who knows how to administer a Sun system, and she said "that's their problem." When I said we could discuss telephone consulting rates, she told me "I suggest you charge top dollar," and I agreed, but said I might give them a discount if it could be done by telephone rather than my having to come in here.

The latter is more of a nuisance than it used to be--they're checking IDs in the lobby. Which I wouldn't mind if I thought it would do any good.

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Just talked to my (soon to be ex-) boss. She's decided to show the people at reviews.com how the system works herself, because "after thinking about what [I] said" she concluded it wasn't right to have me training someone who's going to replace me. If, that is, they're going to be editing at all.

She also says it's fine to use her as a reference--which I knew--and that the home address I have for her is still valid.

She doesn't know if they'll be decommissioning the Suns as planned by the time I leave. I pointed out that there's nobody else here who knows how to administer a Sun system, and she said "that's their problem." When I said we could discuss telephone consulting rates, she told me "I suggest you charge top dollar," and I agreed, but said I might give them a discount if it could be done by telephone rather than my having to come in here.

The latter is more of a nuisance than it used to be--they're checking IDs in the lobby. Which I wouldn't mind if I thought it would do any good.