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2008-08-06 
 

adrift

The rain's falling gently outside and the temperature has settled down to a respectable 74. It feels like a San Francisco morning, albeit a bit warmer than I remember.

The job search continues. I think there's some light at the end of the temp tunnel with a some potential copywriting gigs, but I'd rather not count that batch of nuggets until they're fried. My stomach's still a bit in knots from an experience earlier this week where I almost could've had a job except for the fact that I was overqualified. I've heard it a few times now and I can't help but wonder if that's the job search equivalent of saying, "It's not you, it's me." during a breakup. The truth is that it usually IS you.

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