January 11, 2001

In the process of getting this journal started back up again, I had been flying through the things that had been going on in my life and maybe I haven't mentioned some of the things that have been going on close to me. Part of it is because I'm egocentry and self-absorbed. Still there is part of it that I don't really feel comfortable about since it is not my life. Well, it is not strictly my life. I suppose that I'll try to tell the story without divulging too many details.

My girlfriend Pam has lost her job.

It's nothing to do with her performance; her company, one of many in the collection of .com's had lost its financing and they had to close their doors. We found out the details while we were on vacation. I suppose that's two strikes for the two of us in light of my entire probation incident and her losing her job. Surprisingly, initially she was more relieved than worried. Part of her was expecting it to happen, a bit like waiting for the other shoe to drop. She already had tracked down a few leads for other positions, and I doubted that it would take long for her to find another job. Naturally, I won't divulge the nature of her business, or who she may be interviewing for that matter.

What this means for me is that she has been home for the past week. She has gone on some interviews for sure, but obviously she hasn't started with five days of notice. This puts me on a bit of a strange position where I have the two biggest forces in my life, my girlfriend Pam and my job wanting more of my attention. That is a disorienting, compounded by the fact that both of these occured at about the same time.

Not that find either of these two things funny, but I just think it is rather perculiar how quickly life can change.

January 11, 2001