My breakfast is almost always at 2. Its a rough life, really.
Dio, I always miss you.
My breakfast is almost always at 2. Its a rough life, really.
I hear ya.
Night ya'll!!
'night, Dio!
I used to be that way... up at 1 or 2pm everyday. Lately I have been going to bed around midnight and getting up at 7. It sucks. Tonight is a rare night that I am up late. And Mr. Dio goes to bed. Oh, well. Hopefully that beauty Jekka comes back then the loss of Mr. Dio won't matter.
I hate this staying up until 3 or 4 a.m. .
I don't like waking up late - especially when I was so used to waking up in the single digits hours of the morning, even when I didn't have to be on the desk until 1 p.m.
I'm also going stir- ing-crazy not having a job to go to consistently and for good hours. I don't know if I can make the end of the year as I originally planned.
I have a VERY inconsistent job as an independent contractor. I LOVE working form home on my own schedule.. BUT there are downsides such as no consistency, as you are raving about. I have a certain amount of work that I do everyday w/o fail... and the rest is as-you-go and that does suck and can drive you nuts. I suppose every job comes with its drawbacks.
Hang in there, JB. I know you are not the same kind of writer as me but we gotta stick together.
I've got some reasons I feel my chances for FT employment (anywhere, not just in SA) are pretty good, my main question is, do I want to start looking now or wait out the year like I had planned.
I don't know. People loved it last year.Hey Kori- why aren't more people signed up for the survivor league? I thought it was pretty popular last year. I can't believe I am in ANOTHER league with Horry. At least he is not in charge this time.
I think I'll put a link in Spurs forum.
OK... I have read ST for a long time, so even though I don't KNOW you... I am giving you advice. From what I can tell, you are young, unmarried and w/o children. Take advantage of that! And do what you REALLY want NOW... Cus I am almost 30 and barely pursuing what I always wanted to do- which is to be a writer. Starting a new career at this age is rough, so if you already know what you want... DO IT. You have nothing holding you back. I would go into it more but methinks I will already get made fun of for it. I sound sappy in this advice but I wish someone had pushed me at your age (I am assuming 23 or so?). You may hate the "stepping stone" jobs.. but they are crucial. I hope you make it through! There needs to be more writers with integrity!
Everytime I look at this one job posting on JournalismJobs.com, I always start laughing at what they used to have up there.
It was an ad for a cops reporter in Brownsville. The job paid $15,000-$20,000 FT and it had all the standard criteria for applicants except for one notable one.
It said that the applicant couldn't "be afraid of dying."
Yeah.. I didn't post here this time last year but I read everything and I remember it being really popular. So when I signed on today I was surprised at how few were signed up.
OK.. 1st off.. that is a PALTRY salary for that kind of job.. 2nd.. WTF?!
Thanks. I'm actually 26 and currently without my degree, although it's almost impossible for me to financially go back to school right now. My thoughts were of getting settled somewhere, then start taking the last few classes since most of them should transfer as they're lower-level courses.
If push really came to shove, I could go back to San Angelo. My city editor told me on the way out that the position would be there for me if I changed my mind and as far as I can tell, they have yet to fill the position as the cops coverage has been pretty damn lacking.
Drug wars. A former Star reporter (she graduated right after I was hired as news editor) was the first reporter on the scene (from the States) at the newsroom shootings in Nuevo Laredo a while back.
OK.. 1st off.. that is a PALTRY salary for that kind of job.. 2nd.. WTF?!
It's (morbidly) funny, but I think I would rather go to Iraq and cover the war than to send my coconut self to the border and try to make sense of the open attacks on journalists down at the border.
And as far as salaries go, I saw a survey about a month-and-a-half ago that said the average starting salary for entry-level reporters at 550+ dailies was $29,400.
That average salary seem really low to me.. especially for someone wiht a degree who has ingtegrity...
Well, let's just say the ST's offer was almost 20 percent south of that number I posted.
Why does that NOT surprise me?
Jekka is passed out right now. She starts a new job in the morning!'night, Dio!
I used to be that way... up at 1 or 2pm everyday. Lately I have been going to bed around midnight and getting up at 7. It sucks. Tonight is a rare night that I am up late. And Mr. Dio goes to bed. Oh, well. Hopefully that beauty Jekka comes back then the loss of Mr. Dio won't matter.
It is past noon and it is drizzling and 72 degrees outside. 'bout damn time!
It's so gloomy and miserable outside. I love it.
my jeans are wet and my hair is curled. Man, I complain a lot. But I didn't have to read those damned articles.
A man was on holiday in Kenya. While he was walking through the bush, he came across an elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant seemed distressed so the man approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot.. There was a large thorn deeply embedded in the bottom of the foot.
As carefully and as gently as he could he removed the thorn and the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather stern look on its face, stared at him. For a good ten minutes the man stood frozen -- thinking of nothing else but being trampled.
Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away.
For years after, the man remembered the elephant and the events of that day. One day the man was walking through the zoo with his son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to where they are standing at the rail. It stared at him and the man couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant.
After a while it trumpeted loudly; then it continued to stare at him.
The man summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.
Suddenly the elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of the man's legs and swung him wildly back and forth along the railing, killing him.
Probably wasn't the same elephant.
Baby elephants are so cute.
I feel so loved! I had an early morning and needed to pass out - and I have another early morning tomorrow ... hooray. 7am sucks.'night, Dio!
I used to be that way... up at 1 or 2pm everyday. Lately I have been going to bed around midnight and getting up at 7. It sucks. Tonight is a rare night that I am up late. And Mr. Dio goes to bed. Oh, well. Hopefully that beauty Jekka comes back then the loss of Mr. Dio won't matter.
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