a chat does some good
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Vancouver, 2002.03.14
A conversation last week with Trena at the Grove just around the corner has done wonders for me. I've been writing quite a bit, both in my online and offline projects. This unemployment's great; if only it paid.
Speaking of which, it seems that another job lead is dead. I half to get my career in order; happily I've saved enough that I can live off of my savings for a time, but I don't want to do unemployed stretches every time the economy softens.