The evil demon fog is rolling in. It just won't quit. No sunny mornings yet. We're wrapping up the final days of summer and now it's too late to hope for a warm sunny summer day.
I admitted to The Man that I'm holding out on trying to find a "real" job until he's finally fired or retired from his job. I hate the weather here in Santa Barbara. I don't want to get myself tied down until I know I can leave. So I'm taking Java programming, working part-time doing a lot of really great web development (learning tons and tons) and soon my whale job will start up again. Just hanging in there, waiting.
Waiting for summer, waiting for The Man's situation to change, waiting for better days ahead.