Last night I updated my resume for the first time since 2003, since this month is the first time it’s actually changed. I wrote it as HTML rather than a Word file, because I don’t like the latter, even if it would guarantee me the magic resume qualification of fitting everything on one page. My career counselors in college were psychotic about this, but since I’m not mailing any hard copies at the moment, I don’t think it matters for this one.
I uploaded the resume to the site, but I’m not going to link it, since it reveals my physical location. Maybe if you’re mad foxy clever you’ll figure out where it is. And no, I’m not getting a new job any time soon.
The point of this entry was that I only realized this morning that the color scheme I used for the document was the same as the exterior paint on the first house where I lived, in Georgetown.