Back to Life, Back to Reality

Perhaps at some level it's wrong to bind up so much of one's sense of value in work, but don't we all do it? I've never made any bones about that. We are what we eat, and when I'm not useful I eat worthless junk.

Strictly speaking, I've not yet accepted the job I was offered this evening, but who am I trying to kid? I've talked it over with Ian, I've reported to Dorigen and Lesley and Peter and others -- and now to you -- and I'm feeling very positive about the whole thing. After six hours of interviewing at this company this week, I'm convinced it's a good place. The work, despite being firmly Windows-based and abstrusely financial, will be interesting, and the location (barely 5 minutes walk from home) is unbeatable.

So fuck whatever other problems there may be in my life, tonight I am Mr Happy Bunny.

And before I got that offer, I had a call back from that company whose ad I posted last week. Apparently they were very interested in my CV. (Also, apparently, they've been here, which is a slightly scary thought.) This information was filtered through an agent, so let's not give it too much credence; all the same, it was gratifying. Perhaps if I were more confident of my LISP, I'd hold out for that hacker paradise, but I intend to be very fucking happy at APT.

So. Summer is properly here, I've got a date to go rollerblading tomorrow, next week I'm biking in the Isle of Wight, from the 16th I'm back in business and, for now, all's right with the world.

At a time like this, it seems only right to spread a little happiness as I go by.
Posted by matt at August 7, 2004 12:41 AM