It's Busted.

I was up until... Well, I fell asleep with my head on my desk somewhere between 6:30 and 7:30 this morning. Playing with computers. Setting up share points on my file servers. Reloading a laptop with a fresh load of Windows and the requisite apps that I must have installed. Downloading updates. Defraging hard drives. Etc. Etc. A computer room for one.

Then I started fucking with the style sheet for this site, trying to make it look the same in Mozilla as it does in IE. Fucking non-standards compliant pieces of shit. All of them.

But mostly it was to avoid the pain I feel being unemployed.

I managed to get a resume sent to an employer for a part-time position. Which is good. I ought to be doing a lot more of that than I have. Talked to an old acquaintance about work at his company. Need to get in touch with another friend.

All I am saying, is give g33ks a chance.

Sorry.

I just want to work. I know shitloads about tech-support, and I'm pretty damned sure I can run a small data center, and I'm good and I can make you understand what's going on without talking down to you.

No, I don't have certs! Because they are temporary and because I'm tired of explaining simple concepts to people who have them. Maybe I've just seen a few bad apples...

I just wanna work, ok? I'm fucking good!

I'm starting to get worried.

At least I applied for a position. At least there is that.