I had a weird dream, about sex, or at least, almost sex, with an lj-er. I didn’t dream about the sex itself. It was all the lead up to it, then cut to me chatting with another lj-er about the cryptic note left by the party in question (apparently the chatting was via telepathy, and note leaver simply vanished, leaving the note behind, welcome to the dreaming). After decyphering effort, it said, in essence, I like you, but I can only have you part time, some of the time and I don’t want that. More stuff happened, but that was the prurient/cerebral part. Weird dream.

Today I have committed myself to going to two temp agencies in downtown berkeley in person. I’m reluctant to do it (otherwise I probably would have done it awhile ago), but the “submitting my resume online” game appears to be a waste of time.

If any of you know of entry level tech training jobs in the bay area, please do let me know.

ughsigh.