Headhunter.net sent me two job listings this morning. I've sent off a resume and cover letter for one, a medical editing position--and mentioned that, in my current project, I'm consistently finishing things ahead of schedule. That's costing me money (since I'm working by the hour), but maybe it'll help me get an interview here. The other job, at second look, seemed to be something for which I am massively overqualified.

I'm keeping a list of jobs I've applied for, largely in case the unemployment people ask for it; when I put this down, it turned out to be the first resume I've sent out this month. (Asking Tor for their copyediting test doesn't count.) But I've been working, so that's okay. Or will be once I get the checks, which should start arriving very soon. The short-term effect is a gap in money coming in; but if I finish this right away, then don't work for a couple of weeks, I should get checks for the work I've done, and from unemployment, around the same time. It balances, since I'm not broke yet.

I went out last night, taking a spare ticket at the last minute for Albee's "The Goat, or Who is Sylvia?" Last minute because after "The Play About the Baby" I didn't want to see any more Albee. But the reviews persuaded me to give this a try, and I'm glad I did: good repartee, and this time the characters are all likable. In the last one, two of them seemed to have, as their entire purpose in the play if not the universe, torturing the other two for no visible reason. I said, ahead of time, that if I didn't like it, I'd leave at intermission, and then discovered that the playwright was on to me: there is no intermission.

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Headhunter.net sent me two job listings this morning. I've sent off a resume and cover letter for one, a medical editing position--and mentioned that, in my current project, I'm consistently finishing things ahead of schedule. That's costing me money (since I'm working by the hour), but maybe it'll help me get an interview here. The other job, at second look, seemed to be something for which I am massively overqualified.

I'm keeping a list of jobs I've applied for, largely in case the unemployment people ask for it; when I put this down, it turned out to be the first resume I've sent out this month. (Asking Tor for their copyediting test doesn't count.) But I've been working, so that's okay. Or will be once I get the checks, which should start arriving very soon. The short-term effect is a gap in money coming in; but if I finish this right away, then don't work for a couple of weeks, I should get checks for the work I've done, and from unemployment, around the same time. It balances, since I'm not broke yet.

I went out last night, taking a spare ticket at the last minute for Albee's "The Goat, or Who is Sylvia?" Last minute because after "The Play About the Baby" I didn't want to see any more Albee. But the reviews persuaded me to give this a try, and I'm glad I did: good repartee, and this time the characters are all likable. In the last one, two of them seemed to have, as their entire purpose in the play if not the universe, torturing the other two for no visible reason. I said, ahead of time, that if I didn't like it, I'd leave at intermission, and then discovered that the playwright was on to me: there is no intermission.

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Aliens at the Olympics: a safety note

Not a cat: sick raccoon

(No, it doesn't mean anything.)
Aliens at the Olympics: a safety note

Not a cat: sick raccoon

(No, it doesn't mean anything.)
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