I was considering a profanity ridden screed, but I’m gonna be classy and just say that my new company is now my ex company. Bleah. Anybody need a slightly used freelancer?

And I get to look and some pretty changing leaves for a while during my morning drive. Almost makes up for the fact that I’m now driving home in the dark. Stupid daylight savings time…

The Well-Tempered Plot Device - and it’s funny as hell to boot.

I always thought NOF produced the worst code out there. Wading through a tag soup dreamweaver produced mess, I now find that any editor can be abused and made to produce crap code, if the designer so chooses. Ugh.

So my new company lost all my new hire paper work. So they thought it would be a good idea not to inform me of this until payday came around and I. Had. No Check. So they apologized and were going to send me my replacement check and new paperwork via regular post.

Ha ha…. no. That check was overnighted and I have it now, thankyouverymuch.

And I thought I was just being paranoid when I made an extra copy of my license and social security card.

After a week of working on leads (and they’re valid leads, I have no doubt that work will materialize from them in the nearish future) but no actual work, I am going *nuts*.

If this is what retirement is like, I have no idea why people do it.

So I’ve started sending out resumes. I have to start doing something with my time - there are only so many times I can vaccume, do laundry, and check my email for leads before someone has to haul me out of here in a hug me jacket.

Catching up on my very backlogged email. It’s kind of like being back in High School and keeping up with five pen pals. Well, without the writers cramp. And the postage. What I could have done back then with a ‘net connection….

Like instead of just brewing myself a cup of tea, infusing the tea into a cup of apple cider. No sugar required, since the cider was already plenty sweet, and the Chamomile gave the cider a nifty little twang.

When this is the level of most digital painting tutorials. Yeesh. One happy jaunt to filter land and you’ve got yer’self a painting!

A Wuthering Heights RPG. And, if that wasn’t bad enough, What Tolkien Officially Said About Elf Sex. My head is boggling now.