After ten months of job nirvana being just two months away, things have started to pick up. I picked up a mostly full time tutoring gig, and it’s been fun playing youth director again, if only with three kids at a time.

More to the point, I had two phone interview this week for jobs I would actually like to have long term. Next week there’s a formal interview for another. Huge sigh of relief. I’m probably jinxing it all by writing this post, but meh.

Freelancing sucks. I hate selling myself. I count my chickens before they hatch, as well as putting all my eggs in one basket. Not good habits for a freelancer.

But soon there will be milk and honey, and fruit baskets, and little fuzzy mints next to the dish of peanuts you scoop out with a spoon, and other things of a celebratory nature. Like free beer. I can feel it. Especially the beer.

Pray the blog gods grant me not-wore-outness. I’m a tired boy.