So, 4 interviews, 1 writing test, 2 character references and one week's First-Refusal-Rights later, will I end up with a job?
This company is nearly impossible to satisfy. Really, there's no knowing that I'm the right or wrong candidate for the job until I do it.
I feel like I'm starting all over from scratch again.
Which I am.
"I must lie down where all ladders start,
/ In the foul rag-and-bones shop of the heart."
Meanwhile, I've got 3 other interviews with companies that might or might not hire me.
Go... me.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Simone The Spider.
I've got an interview in about an hour, so I have like 20 minutes to do this.
Let's do it. *cracks knuckles*
First off, I've upgraded my cranks. Nope, couldn't wait for a job to get XTR 951 like I want to. Instead, these beauties were given to me from David, and were heavily oxidised to begin with. But I polished them up back to nearly presentable condition, slapped them on, and we're in business.
They do flex a little though. Or that could be my cassette showing signs of wear.
Also, as a budding mechanical engineer, I've innovated. I took an expired mount screw from a front light, and put it on my rear light so I won't need a screwdriver to put the light on anymore. Go me. I am so awesome.
In other news, I saw this GINORMOUS spider while cycling up Ulu Pandan Road. Or whatever that road is. I felt like that guy who died. Whashisname.
Yea. Steve Irwin.
It was seriously spooky to photograph this spider. I named her Simone.
In the same vein... photos of cats.
They don't all have names. I don't really have THAT much free time.
And here's a leaf that my Dad is growing.
Yuh, he is growing a leaf.
We are so weird.
Oh lookit the sky.
I have to run now. Ciao.
Let's do it. *cracks knuckles*
First off, I've upgraded my cranks. Nope, couldn't wait for a job to get XTR 951 like I want to. Instead, these beauties were given to me from David, and were heavily oxidised to begin with. But I polished them up back to nearly presentable condition, slapped them on, and we're in business.
They do flex a little though. Or that could be my cassette showing signs of wear.
Also, as a budding mechanical engineer, I've innovated. I took an expired mount screw from a front light, and put it on my rear light so I won't need a screwdriver to put the light on anymore. Go me. I am so awesome.
In other news, I saw this GINORMOUS spider while cycling up Ulu Pandan Road. Or whatever that road is. I felt like that guy who died. Whashisname.
Yea. Steve Irwin.
It was seriously spooky to photograph this spider. I named her Simone.
In the same vein... photos of cats.
They don't all have names. I don't really have THAT much free time.
And here's a leaf that my Dad is growing.
Yuh, he is growing a leaf.
We are so weird.
Oh lookit the sky.
I have to run now. Ciao.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
I'm Siansational
Again, props to Cath for coming up with a delightful neologism like that. It's simply sexceptional.
It's the new year, and 1 week before that, I've already started withdrawing karma to make this year good. As a result of karmic flux, I have already broken:
1. My keyboard. Good thing I have 3 spares!
2. My monitor. The pincushion is out of alignment. Permanently.
3. My video-out on my computer's video editing card. It's a goner.
4. My left side of my cycling earbuds. Some water got into it when I was washing it.
5. My DVD player. It doesn't play DVDs anymore. But CDs and VCDs are fine. Go figure.
6. My kitchen fan. Just decided to stop turning for no reason.
7. My kitchen tap. Apparently I turned it off 'too tight'.
8. My rear-derailleur cable. Snapped in two while I was still riding home in Bt Hills. Here's a pic of the broken cable and the Stang in the shop getting a new cable.
9. A power supply on a 2nd-hand organ I was testing blew (I think.)
10. On Xmas day, I get a bloody flat. Lucky I have my handy pump and instant patches (TM).
So ... why so much karmic flux?
I'm feeling remarkably hopeful.
I am willing it so.
Something odd happened on New Year's Eve. I was trying to make it to 7000 kilometers on my odometer. I reached home after about 2 hours out but turned out, I was 6 km short. So I resolved to ride on till I hit 7k and retire for the year.
It was the last ride of the year. I took a loop up Clementi and West Coast, round Kent Ridge, and stopped when I hit exactly 7000km.
Turns out, my tripmeter for the night was 70.0, and I had hit 7000km at exactly 11:17pm on the clock.
70, 7000, 11:17 for 2007.
Go me!
In other news, my novel is going along quite well. I'm now into Chapter 5 of what is going to be some 30 to 40 chapters. So, still some way to go, but it's going to get done. I have shifted the typewriter to beside my bed, and rigged the writing light there to boot. So it's never far from my mind. And now that I don't have the internet there's not much to do late at night other than to read and write anyway.
On new year's day, I cleaned out my desks, vacuumed and mopped the floor, ironed my shirts and pants, and organised my socks (here's a sock army, plus some lonely sock orphans).
And gave my bike a new wash.
Now, to infinity, and beyond! And may my book be released to bookstores before Christmas '07!
It's the new year, and 1 week before that, I've already started withdrawing karma to make this year good. As a result of karmic flux, I have already broken:
1. My keyboard. Good thing I have 3 spares!
2. My monitor. The pincushion is out of alignment. Permanently.
3. My video-out on my computer's video editing card. It's a goner.
4. My left side of my cycling earbuds. Some water got into it when I was washing it.
5. My DVD player. It doesn't play DVDs anymore. But CDs and VCDs are fine. Go figure.
6. My kitchen fan. Just decided to stop turning for no reason.
7. My kitchen tap. Apparently I turned it off 'too tight'.
8. My rear-derailleur cable. Snapped in two while I was still riding home in Bt Hills. Here's a pic of the broken cable and the Stang in the shop getting a new cable.
9. A power supply on a 2nd-hand organ I was testing blew (I think.)
10. On Xmas day, I get a bloody flat. Lucky I have my handy pump and instant patches (TM).
So ... why so much karmic flux?
I'm feeling remarkably hopeful.
I am willing it so.
Something odd happened on New Year's Eve. I was trying to make it to 7000 kilometers on my odometer. I reached home after about 2 hours out but turned out, I was 6 km short. So I resolved to ride on till I hit 7k and retire for the year.
It was the last ride of the year. I took a loop up Clementi and West Coast, round Kent Ridge, and stopped when I hit exactly 7000km.
Turns out, my tripmeter for the night was 70.0, and I had hit 7000km at exactly 11:17pm on the clock.
70, 7000, 11:17 for 2007.
Go me!
In other news, my novel is going along quite well. I'm now into Chapter 5 of what is going to be some 30 to 40 chapters. So, still some way to go, but it's going to get done. I have shifted the typewriter to beside my bed, and rigged the writing light there to boot. So it's never far from my mind. And now that I don't have the internet there's not much to do late at night other than to read and write anyway.
On new year's day, I cleaned out my desks, vacuumed and mopped the floor, ironed my shirts and pants, and organised my socks (here's a sock army, plus some lonely sock orphans).
And gave my bike a new wash.
Now, to infinity, and beyond! And may my book be released to bookstores before Christmas '07!
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