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Shopping Carts

Shopping Carts

I’ve spent the day researching shopping cart plugins for WordPress. Some of them seem to work well and are fairly nice looking. But the setup and maintenance looks to be a pain in the butt. Anyone have any other options?

Shopping Carts

Shopping Carts

I’ve spent the day researching shopping cart plugins for WordPress. Some of them seem to work well and are fairly nice looking. But the setup and maintenance looks to be a pain in the butt. Anyone have any other options?

Job Hunt

Job Hunt

Just applied for a job at Facebook in Seattle. I also applied for a job at PACCAR in Bellevue Washington, a company I worked at in the 90’s. I am hopeful that I will hear something from them soon. My stress level is through the roof right now. But I’m continuing to keep busy, I just wish something would pan out for me.

Work, work, work

Work, work, work

My inbox is empty for the first time since 2015. That is all.

Aches and Pains

Aches and Pains

It’s been a while since I really updated this site with anything personal. I’ve written mostly with pen and ink in my journal. Most of it is really personal and would not be of any interest to anyone.

I spend my days applying for jobs in San Francisco and Seattle, to no avail. I usually get a “no thank you” email from them company or no response at all. It’s very discouraging. I’m well qualified for these jobs, I just can’t seem to get my foot in the door. I’ve rewritten my résumé to showcase different skills, but nothing seems to matter.

Last weekend I went to the Santa Clarita Comics and Toy Expo. It was a small, first year show. Had a great time meeting everyone. The one drawback is I fell really hard on my right hip and injured it pretty bad. It’s been a week and I still hurt a lot. The pain in my hip and groin is making it difficult to stand, walk, and balance myself. Going to have to start a regiment of Aleve pain killers.

Writing

Writing

I’ve tried to write on a regular basis lately. A friend mentioned how difficult that can be when you’re depressed. I tend to agree, although I’ve read books and articles that recommend channeling your feelings into your writing.

I find that to be a sound idea that is much harder to do than it sounds. I don’t want my writing to reflect the sadness and anger I feel on a daily basis. It may be “where I am” right now. But I refuse to let it define who I am. So if I’m quiet here for extended periods, it’s because I don’t want to put my sad, angry, or whiny feelings here. Maybe I’m wrong? I’ve been wrong a lot lately.

Being Thankful

Being Thankful

I’m going through a lot of emotions lately. Not all of them happy or fun. As I keep trying to put my life back together, sometimes unsuccessfully. Jobs are hard to find, I live in an area outside of the civilized world. Much of the time I am isolated, alone, and lonely. I do my best to be productive and move forward as best I can given these circumstances.

Some days I get very down. I find it hard to keep going. I listen to the trains outside my window. Resisting the urge to give up. I try to write on a regular basis, some days it’s all I can do to just get myself out of bed and dressed in the morning. Days like today.

I’m in the process of finding a new doctor to help me cope with all the feelings and internal turmoil I’m dealing with everyday. As I search I try to remind myself to be thankful every day. Thankful for family, friends, and all the things that I sometimes take for granted. I know that if it were not for more than a few of you people I wouldn’t be here anymore. I’m not going to call anybody out. If you know me and what my life has been like, then you know who you are. So let me just say “thank you”, because I know I don’t say it enough. I’m have a lack for words for what you all mean to me and not wanting to get all sappy limits me. But thank you to all of you. I pray things will get better. No idea how right now. But I’m still searching for answers. Thanks to you.

Brain

Brain

I need one. Had an idea for another post but failed to write it down and it’s gone from my brain. *sigh*