A New Kind of Junkie

I joked to somebody back in NC that the reason I was moving to San Francisco was really so that I could feed my music jones to its fullest, and that I would be the equivalent of a junkie that lives in an empty room, waiting on the next fix. I don't have any pictures on my walls yet, and I haven't been out since last Saturday. And, I don't plan on going out until Thursday (Gov't Mule @ the Fillmore), then maybe Friday (Robert Randolph @ the Fillmore), and I'm considering Wilco this weekend...

As far as the job hunt goes, I've still got my head up. After attending the BayCHI group meeting, I felt a new enthusiasm for the hunt. I've been knocking my head into the wall searching for tech jobs that I'm almost but not quite qualified for. BayCHI gave me a much better idea of some smaller companies that would hire new workers that didn't have 10 years of prior experience. So, that's encouraging.

Ennui is still waiting on an ending, and I've been neglecting the project completely in order to work on the whole job search thing. But, I'm afraid to work on it because I feel like I'm neglecting what I should be doing to do something like...write. right?