fancy pants office with a view.
i had to wake up at 8 o clock, not to get ready, but to walk my dog for almost an hour and cook him a special breakfast. he’s gonna go long stretches every day without me, so i might as well try to spoil him as best as i can.
anyways, new job. no more restaurants. health insurance! i feel old.
My sweet Finn is 18 months old today. Statistically that means the size he is now will be the size he is for his dog life. He is 75 pounds of joy.
i treated myself to an upgrade today.
my eyes are honestly having a hard time adjusting to how fast everything is being processed. (which could kind of be a metaphor for my life, if i really think about it)
boo-fucking-ya
ive been putting off creating my planned design journal/blog for a long, loooong time. what better time than now to start developing it.
never stop learning.
My favorite sisters
Formal job offer in the mail.
Hey service industry? IM OUT.
I’ve got to finish up some tests and such for a large company in downtown los angeles. Probably has the most money, best benefits (250 dollar stipend a month for “personal wellness”… yes please), worst parking and worst commute. They do 2 official happy hours a month and 2 unofficial as well. Also, the vice president has a whiskey/scotch shelf in his office and they have whiskey parties when they find out their monthly numbers.
Another job that I should be hearing back from today is in a very low key, chill office in the heart of hollywood. full benefits as well, but nothing like the ones above in terms of office parties. probably the most laid back atmosphere and the commute would be easy. The work is also something i’d probably enjoy more.
no matter what happens, if i get job offers or not, anything beats working in the restaurant industry. A week ago i finally took the leap and said “fuck this, im not gonna do this anymore” and did something about it. And in one week’s time, I’ve had a steady stream of call-backs, interviews, tests, and second-interviews. If anything, it has been a confidence-boosting seven days and it makes me realize that I should have done this a long time ago.
I have
this will be a good week, methinks