who knows a guy, and the guy he knows just may give me a job knock on wood, and I need it, because times are tough, my budget is tight, and my ego is shrinking daily. It was already pretty shriveled to tell you the truth. It’s hard to have confidence when you’ve been living in a cave. I should know.

... But dammit! Deep down, I know I’m good. I have a portfolio. I have a resume. I have people skills.

In the words of Jules from Pulp Fiction, “I’m going. That’s all there is to it.”