packetrat

Yeah, you can be all macho until your pet dies. A cat I raised from a kitten, found under a porch tiny and hungry 3 years ago, imprinted on me like I was his mom and would sleep on my shoulder until he was too large to fit there, died last week from a genetic kidney disorder he never showed any signs of having until...
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Employment.

Yesterday, I gave two weeks notice, with no full-time job offer in hand, the economy roiling, and people screaming about the debt ceiling. And I have not felt so relieved in many years.

For various reasons, I had ignored my instincts in taking this job for many of the reasons I've just mentioned: the economy sucks. I had been laid off about a year...
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I'm back.

Our cub reporter
I just spent the last two days in a room full of engineers, covering a conference on an obscure technology that nobody except a select few people in camouflage have even heard of. And my. head. hurts.

On the bright side, I am allegedly getting paid to do this.

On the not-so-bright side, I have yet to be paid by anyone for...
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Well, two weeks into liberation from corporate opression, and it's looking like I could be very very busy despite the downturn. This week, I wrote two stories for Internetnews.com about social networking hacks (the twitter "clickjacking" in particular), interviewed a bunch of Army folks about robots and electronic warfare, and pitched articles to several places--all of which I got positive responses on.

Yay, work.

And...
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Well, I've neglected this blog thing for a while, mostly because I've been deep under a pile of work shit. But good news! I'm now free of the yoke of corporate oppression!

The bad news? I'm free of the yoke of corporate oppression.

So, now it's time to go freelance again. Fortunately, I've been a freelance journalist before, and I have some folks who are...
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I'm going to give this a rest for a while, given how often I get to do anything here these days. Life has been making greater demands on my time.

Working, working, on a Sunday. gaak.

Back after almost two weeks on the road. God, travel sucks.

Got up to drive back to Baltimore the other day to the news of the London bombings. I IM'd my UK friends to make sure they were ok; one was on the train on the way into London when the attacks occurred and was turned back. The others were either where they needed to...
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