just got a call from my recruiter, and they have received feedback on my interview yesterday. as expected when i left, the hiring manager (director of development, want to talk about nervous interview… i haven’t been that nervous in an interview in YEARS!), was very happy with my gaming background and thought i would be a wonderful ‘cultural’ fit. he also liked that i had ‘old school experience’; doing this manner of work ‘back in the days’ when there weren’t any fancy metholodgies about, meaning i had the mindset and logic in place to manage things. on the flip side, […]

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a call yesterday afternoon about 2ish from a recruiter with a contract to perm opening in my neighborhood. good money, easy duty, and close to home. i say i’m interested. we talk a bit about it. then she finally gets to telling me who it is. i ’bout fell out of my truck. a gaming company. a LARGE gaming company. i feel like i’m dreaming, because no sooner did she submit me than i had an interview. today, in fact. at 3pm, in fact. and you know what? i’m going to get this job. not only do they have 25+ […]

made the mistake of having a nap today. this is the result. heh. not quite insomnia, as i am sleepy, but duty to be met, this blog. not a lot to report. i’m feeling a bit on the reflective side lately. not so much morose, which is a nice change. i’m looking forward to pre-hire interviews this week and having choices for a change (which is quite nice, thank you very much!) i’m also looking forward to getting things settled for this ‘last time’ in my life. i cannot tell you how nice it feels to know i’m staying here. […]

life brings me into very precarious positions on a regular basis. i’m trying to figure out if it is some manner of life lesson or if it’s just that i have a metric ton of kamma to settle while i’m here. no details this time, sorry, but just to say i see this situation and its similarities to previous ones. i note the pattern and finally see it with foresight rather than hindsight. best of all, i purpose to manage it differently. which is more difficult than you might imagine, since instincts and habits are still about and i’m not […]

something about being here has put me on a path of introspection and reflection. i don’t suppose that’s a huge change from ‘the norm’ but for the moments in which i see/feel it arriving as opposed to being all up in it and only seeing it as such after the fact. i’m not real sure what brought it on, but i was thinking of heath today. actually, i was thinking about how long it has taken me to see things as he seems to see them. sometimes, seeing another’s perspective is pretty damn hard. but, all things considered, i am […]

in all things, change life and seasons they pass and we are left to ache impermanence irony of progression isn’t it?

there is a kind of hope that hurts almost as much as knowing. i call it jagged hope. it’s the tattered, shredded hope that something broken or lost through lack of care might be recovered, even if not fully. it is, of course, illusory and utterly impossible. it is this knowing underneath the hope itself that makes it tattered and shredded… the claws of your own knowing coming up from below to natter at it and pick it apart until even you cannot say there’s anything left. i am not going to post the conversation here. i suppose, maybe, i […]

it becomes annoying how like clockwork ‘this’ is. ‘this’ being the pattern of my finally deciding to sever something only to have it immediately waken when i do. i just got an email from someone who, frankly, i never expected to hear from again. i had just gotten to the point where thinking about them didn’t bring an immediate ache. i had just gotten to the point where i didn’t have to be angry enough to hurt them just to keep from feeling i was going to shatter into pieces that could never again be found, let alone put back […]

turn and turn and my, but you are so graceful i almost forget you’re not real almost forget that you are me that we are the same, figments of mind spinning in the empty infinity i love you best when you’re opposite all duality and other and strange husky voice upon my cheek something i can believe in until i remember until you forget i’ve named you a thousand times you flicker and sway obligingly my hands pass through clenching with frustration where are you why can’t i feel you then i look at the wall laughing until i cry