As of yesterday morning around 9 a.m. I was laid off from my job with [local portland] design company and I can’t say that I’m too sad about it. I will miss the people that I worked with as they were some solid, fun-lovin’ folks, but certain circumstances at that job always left me unsatisfied and stressed out at the end of the day.
Soon after leaving the building I rode my bike to NE Alberta St. and had coffee at Random Order, writing down my thoughts and calling my parents. The call to my parents wasn’t for money as I know they don’t have any, but was caused by a strange urge to reach out to people. It didn’t help much.
I rode to SE Ankeny and 28th to sit at Crema, reading a book, and not having much of a care in the world. Had I been more responsible I wouldn’t have immediately begun spending money, but responsible I am not.
I settled in for a night of drinking at East Burn, then Binks for their 8th anniversary party, then back to East Burn. I realized that all day the only people I had spoken to were other unemployed PDX folks. How do they survive?
I filed for unemployment.
Last night I fell asleep eating a banana and peanut butter from the jar.
What’s next? Well, Today my goal was to email local folks that may need Drupal/wordpress or just general design/build work. The question always returns, “Can we see your work?”. Alas, almost 2 years of web work have not yielded as many “live” projects as I’d like. So, today I begin building my portfolio and blogging aimlessly and poorly about my unemployment and scumbaggery. Let’s hope tomorrow the quality of my sentences improves.
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