Truth be told, I’m actually job hunting. Just summing up the nerve to apply for a couple jobs, is all.
Questioning my self and skills as usual: can I/could I/will I/should I.
Like, I know I’m rad. And competent. And a self starter. But how do I put that in my cover letter? "I’m the raddest chick ever and I’ll totally rock this position." is not exactly what we call, professional selling.
Le sigh. Oh well, at least I have a sense of humour…
the 365 Project - Day 349
Last night, I spoke with my Uncle Jimmy about meeting up this morning to take him around for errands and the like. This morning I show up on time and he wasn’t there. He obviously forgot. It happens (and a lot more often these days).
Typically I go home if he isn’t around, because driving around town proves futile but today, I gave it a shot because I had a feeling I juuuust might see him.
And I did. Standing on the corner of Talbot and Ross, waiting for the light to change. I honked to get his attention and motioned for him to meet me across the street.
After getting in the car, I treated him for coffee at Tim Horton’s as promised and we caught up on our lives and discussed family gatherings over the summer and how he would LOVE to see our Aunts, Marg and Helen, who are the sisters to his late Mom, my Grandma.
Family has always been very important to Jimmy. I sat there looking at him and nodded in agreement that yes, it’s up to family to take care of one another. And then I gave him half of my bagel since he didn’t yet have breakfast.
the 365 Project - Day 348
In the middle of trying to tell me what happened just now on Family Guy…
WTF is feminine paper?! They’re TAMPONS, people. Why do we live in such a PC world?
Rear cover shot for Dr Piffle & The Burlap Band - Sirius San And The Promised Land.
Self Timer/Head Tilt.