I remember that around this time last year I was feeling seriously adrift.
I flew to the west, came back, and trudged onward in to 2011.
In twelve months I accomplished a lot. Looking back, right now... it's kind of crazy: I'm teetering on the brink of a very cool career, doing the stuff I'd only loosely fantasized I'd be maybe one day doing (basically I can play around on Facebook, Twitter and forums all day, looking for interesting scraps of conversation).
Things just sort of fell in to place with a silky smooth serendipity for which I hardly feel like I can take credit. I did work hard for it, but since I liked doing it so much the work felt more like fun. I funned hard for it? Once again the old wisdom that liking your job is the most important aspect of it rings true.
And it's funny how relevant NG BBS experience (lurking, modding) is to this job. Don't let anyone convince you that this place is a waste of time.
'Tis all for now :)