A brief round up of what I did this year, mainly for myself but you can read it if you want.
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I get a LOT of email from recruiters, this is a collection of the strangest:
Hedging their bets:
“We may or may not have spoken in the recent past.”
I’m going to do my last meme for the year. That’s only because it’s nearing Christmas and work is as busy as I’ve ever seen it, trying to get a website redesign developed in time for January, and I can’t think of anything worthwhile to write about right now. I was tagged by Joe Dolson and, from the looks of it, this one has been doing the rounds!
The clue is in the title. I have to tell you five things that you probably didn’t know about me.
Punkchip is 2 years old on Saturday, 16 December. I like that it falls at the end of the year as I can lump 2 possible posts together (end of year round up and another year online) and spend less time at the computer. I came across another nice meme at ThePickards last week and it’s been nicely designed to make it easy to sum up the year gone by.
The rules of this one are easy; just note down the first line from the first post in each of the last 12 months and voilà!
I’ve picked this up from ThePickards, who had picked it up from Stephen Lang.
The rules are:
Here is mine…
Approximately 10 years ago I passed my driving test and from what I can remember I was a quiet and calm driver. Pootling around in my green Clio, I never raised my voice or fists and politely let other road users get on with their journey.
Roll-on to now, with my more powerful Celica, and I can barely go a couple of miles without my blood-pressure rising due to another driver’s stupidity. Is it me that’s changed or have the drivers of Britain become sloppy and lazy?
Today marked the start of the 2006 Gumball 3000 Rally from Pall Mall in London. If you want to read about the 3 missions and the route they are taking just read their website, I’m not going to repeat it all here.
In 3 weeks time I will be leaving my current job and starting work as an E-Commerce Developer. I’ve really loved working for my current company, but it’s time to move my career on in the direction that I want it to go in. My passion lies in front-end development of web sites and applications and this new job will allow me to put my skills in accessibility and web standards into practice.
I both hate and love interviews (but more hate). I love the fact that most answers can be pre-planned so you don’t get flustered and can confidently let the interviewer know exactly what you’ve been doing since you left school or university. But then again, I hate the fact that most answers can be pre-planned. You may as well just hand the interviewer a sheet of paper with them on.
This week I have come to realise that the majority of my friends and family have no idea what I’m talking about when I try to explain my job and interests. They don’t work with computers on a regular basis and don’t see the fascination in them, you can’t assume anything about your audience and the jargon you use.
Since the age of 17 I have suffered from frequent headaches that last for at least 24 hours. At their worst, I get 3 per week and at best I don’t get any for a couple of weeks. They can range from being so bad that the pain makes me feel sick, to feelings of mild fugginess in my head/eyes.
I’ve always wondered who reads this site, apart from my friends, and occasionally I get to find out when people post comments. I think anyone with a web log will agree that getting comments is exciting and it is nice to see what people are thinking or to know that someone has enjoyed your post or feels strongly enough to give their views on a particular subject.
The only New Year’s celebration that I had enjoyed up until this holiday was when I was a teenager with my best friend watching the festivities on television. It was absolutely nothing special, but at least it wasn’t cancelled (Edinburgh 2004), I knew the people I was around and did not get upset over a boy (being told my boyfriend, of the time, had just kissed someone else at the party during the Y2K celebrations).