Spent the evening back out at Onyx tonight. After that, I feel emotionally refreshed, and in a slightly less doom and gloom mood. We'll see how long that lasts.

I went out and bought a resume writing book today. I'm almost ashamed to admit which one, since it's one of those books bearing a title that takes pleasure in condescendingly insulting its readership. But it came highly recommended, and the content does look very good. Now, I just need to use it to get my resume all super-nice and keep my eyes open for opportunities.

Sometimes, I think it might be better if I just ignored the news completely.

A question I still haven't fully resolved (and probably won't) is this: What work am I really looking for? Given a choice between something here in town that doesn't fall into my area of expertise (programming, etc) and pays less, or a good programming job in another state that pays a salary, benefits, etc. Which do I go for?

At this point, my preliminary answer is "both". I'm keeping my eyes open both on the local papers, general ads in town, and on national job sites where opportunities might be somewhat more numerous and varied. If and when I start getting interviews, or better yet, offers, then I'll be in better position to make such judgement calls.

The point is that I've decided it's time to get damn serious about this whole "finding a job" thing, not just because I have to, but because I'm tired of spending my life waddling around in the mud, so to speak.

A little bit each day. Just a little bit. I have to believe that if I persist and keep a good spirit, luck will find me again, one way or another.

So now, with that idea in mind, along with the images and sounds of the club scene dancing about in my short term memory, I shall rest.