Virtually Nothing at all of importance

Just a lazy Sunday, and just a lazy post. Stream of conciousness? Nah, too much work.

Tomorrow is job fair day. By this time tomorrow I might be employed. More likely, I'll have a lot of 'we'll keep your resume on file'. But it's a start.

After that, mailouts, mailouts, mailouts.

All of this in the midst of the usual winter blues. SAD sucks my ass.

Giant Robots don't need solar power to run, but we do need it to feel our best.