Okay, that’s a plan

I think– I think— I may have a plan for next year that improves my current job situation in certain ways without upending every single thing I’m trying to do with my life. Some dominos have to fall into place– namely, getting hired for a couple of things– but I have reason to believe my chances for said things are at least higher than average and therefore I ought to be okay, and at any rate I’m going to find out pretty soon, which is better than every other job opportunity I have going right now. If this doesn’t pan out, I go back to full-scale job hunting over Spring Break. Let’s hope.

…and I’ve been sitting here staring at the screen for twenty minutes, so apparently that’s all I’ve got for today? I mean, it’s a plan. That’s something, right?

…yeah, I got nothing

Twitter has completely sapped my Will to Internet today, and most of the energy I do have had has been put toward playing Clue with my wife and son.  I kind of enjoy the kids’ version, where instead of trying to solve a murder (and identify a murder weapon) you are trying to figure out who ate a cake that wasn’t supposed to be eaten yet and what beverage they consumed along with the illicitly-eaten cake.  The mechanics aren’t all that different, though.

Screw it; it’s Father’s Day, if there was ever a day where I was entitled to laze about and not do much that was useful to anyone outside my immediate family, this is it.