A Line in the Sand XIV *

Being a recounting of the adventures of Serin as he copes with the possibility that he just my be a responsible adult after all that.

My name is Jack Serin, and I’m 38¾ years old. Ooh, that fraction looks good there. Adds gravitas. But not too much.

Let’s see, what’s my biography look like today?

Physically, I’m okay. I mentioned the age. My hair is definitely not where it was 20 years ago, and once in a while it makes me said. My healthy is good in general though I’ve been handed a wake-up call of a sort in that a day of hard labour moving my cousin wore me out more than I’m happy about. And I hate the idea of making a new years resolution, but I’m going to try to get some fitness development back into my routine, because I’m not happy with where I am and where I want to be is such a short trip.

Romantically, things are good. I’m in a relationship, with a wonderful woman who, sadly, I still haven’t managed to kiss. But on the plus side, the great and terrible exile is not forever, and once she’s settled back in civilization, I’ll chase her if she won’t come to me. My ambitions are small. Right now I just want a little time with her. And right now, I get almost none. (sigh) Patience. My time will come. Or not, I seem to have put my foot in my mouth. Wish me luck there.

Socially, other than that, I’ve been neglecting friends a little. My goal is to do a little better this year, especially since I have a car with which to go a-visiting. There are too many not-really-babies-anymore that I haven’t gotten a chance to meet. (Especially M’lord Tiny Doom). Actually that shouldn’t be in brackets since the other thing I really need to do is to get the hell out of here. I haven’t been on a trip anywhere for two years and that is a missing positive adjustment to my general mental condition.

Professionally, it’s been a heck of a busy year, with 6 months of negotiations and lack of definition as my client tried to hire me, and then dragged their feet getting me renewed. Overall, I can’t say I’m happy with how it played out and I think that next year I’ll be a lot sterner when it comes to negotiating. Assuming I stay. We’ll see.

Oh, and I may have finally gotten my business cards done. Somewhere between here and Jamaica (New York) is a package with my name on it. Let it come tomorrow! Let it come tomorrow! Let it come tomorrow! And Let it not Suck or maybe it should just be Please let this finally be off my to-do list

So in general I’m up. Which is a marked turn from a good chunk of the year where it’s been a lot more qualified because of being stuck on so many fronts. It’s nice to be hitting the year with a sense of progression.

Fingers crossed and sword at the ready.

*EDIT*

They came! They came! And they’re pretty! And I don’t hate them! And oooooh shiny!!

Three years, nine major designs, an average of about 3 variants per design, and I *finally* have a logo business cards for my not so new company.

Of course, that takes me to my next problem, which is that I don’t need business cards. But oh the contests for free lunches at restaurants that I’ll entering. Woohoo!!

I feel so… professional.