He's not dead, just a tad busted up.
My left knee has finally gone "Fuck you, buddy."
This all stems back to my current job, where I sit idle for most of the day, doing help desk stuffs. My bad habit of leaning for ward and curling my left kneee under finally resulted in some strained (they arte NOT torn. Ya hear me, down there?!) ligaments. I have been walking with a noticeable limp for at least 3 weeks, now. I have also gained weight, something that doesn't help the whole knee thing. I do not have insurance, and there is the distinct possibility that I may be changing jobs soon.
Ah...so what the hell HAS he been doing? Glad you asked.
Toward the end of last year, I had gone through a rough bout of unemployment. My then roommate - a nice, but anxiety-ridden young lady - announced she wanted out of the lease, and was going to leave. It was ugly, she left, and I found a new roommate. He and I are two of a kind, so we kind ok know what to expect. I started a job with a paliative and hospice care company (the healthcare industry is HUGE in Middle Tennessee). It has sustained me since the roommate debacle, but things got dicey when my current roommmate lost his job.
I had promised myself one thing: If I had a rommate who - through no fault of their own - lost their gig, I wouldn't leave them high and dry. He has a job now, and it's looking more and more like he'll be hired on full time. I just had a recruiter call me this week, telling me about a desktop support job with a large company that is headquartered not even 10 minutes down the road from where I live. I could take the bus, if i so desired. It's a 3 month contract-to-hire, and the contract rate would be a match of my current wage, bumping up to the high 40's and low 50's upon conversion.
Closer to home, a bump in pay, and a mixed OS environment to work in (Mac and Windows). As it is, I have an hour commute, both ways. That's 10+ hours on the road a week. Damn right I want to interview for it.
But right now, the hour grows late, and I have a button to sew on some pants, then grab a shave and shower, then...bed.
But then again, sleep is catch-as-catch-can with me right now.