BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

Like I was saying ...

So, yeah ... this Empire Avenue stuff has got me paying attention to various things, like Flickr, that I never much bothered with before. And because it's got me interacting with the files on my camera's SD card, it's got me seeing what's in there.

These aren't quite as old as those The Job Stalker things I've been bringing you of late, but they're not "new news" by any means. The first two are from May 20th, when a weird creepy fog first came in and swallowed up Lincoln Park, then pretty much covered the whole north side. You can see these construction cranes (and associated buildings) just above the horizon in the first pic, and being the only things clearing the sea of fog in the second! I figured these are odd enough pics that I'd pass them along ...

A few days later, on the 25th, I was chaperoning Daughter #1's class trip to the Zoo (as detailed previously), and got some cute shots of the Meerkats ... this particular one caught my eye as the critter in it was rather intently studying me (with my camera) as if to say "You lookin' at me? You lookin' at me? You lookin' at me? Then who the hell else are you lookin' at? You lookin' at me? Well I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're looking at?" (with apologies to Travis Bickle).

I had a sort of "wasted day" today, at least as far as work on projects or job search went. I'd been up late last night (getting some graphics done that The Wife needed for a presentation this afternoon), and didn't get up until 9-ish. Daughter #2 had a half-day today, and she was having her BFF come over, and I had to go pick them up at the bus stop. As I was getting ready to head out, I discovered that Daughter #1 was still here (I guess she took a sick day from school), and dragged her along, as I had been instructed to feed the other two. I guess having lunch with my daughters and one of their friends isn't a "wasted" day, but that "Type A" circuitry in my head always makes me feel like a useless sack of shit if I'm not cranking out 12-18 hours of identifiable work (be that book reviews, research for the blogs, sending resumes, maintaining web sites, or the rare stuff the I'm actually getting paid to do) during each 24-hour cycle.

Life would be so much easier if SOMEONE WOULD HIRE ME and I'd be able to apply all my obsessive-compulsive drive to whatever that job entailed, and would then "feel OK" about actually having some down time when not at work. I hate, hate, hate, this "endless unemployment", as (aside from all the obvious stuff) I can never "shut it off", and it's 24/7/52 on and on and on. Bleh. Aren't you glad you asked? Oh, right, I forgot ... you didn't ... well, sorry about that then.

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