I look for and at jobs. All the time. I'm looking for work but I don't really believe I'll find it on the job boards or by sending my resume into that black hole... plus a shit-ton of personal information, plus my "previous employment," not apparent I guess, by my resume! Every job app takes hours in this manner - so it's a 1 job/3 hour ratio which ( Read more... )

I'm in the midst of an epic Oscar-watching/self-pity-party of epic proportions. Thus far I have made it through (or previously seen) the following ( Read more... )

This article in the Wash Post made me think of you guys. Yes, it's about paying for a service to text you as a fake boyfriend or girlfriend and I find that not as weird as I should... BUT it is much like our online communities, where we develop friendships with people we don't know and come to rely on them... (read through to THAT part, I'm not ( Read more... )

Yep. Want to post more. Gonna try. Miss fandom ( Read more... )

Update on The Brit: attempt to be "friends," texting, some warmth, some weirdness... mostly fucked up shit that I shall cease blabbing about because it's complicated and hard and sometimes good but mostly just bad for me probably and I deserve better... SIGH ( Read more... )

I know my last post was full of angst, heartbreak and regret (and even more stuff), and I'm not even going to read it. The last few weeks have been full of angst, heartbreak and some relative optimism as I did end up talking to The Brit and we agreed to continue to be in one another's lives, etc. etc. and he said "don't worry, it will take time, ( Read more... )

I missed Yuletide signups. I know, I know, it's stupid.
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Well, things aren't going great at the moment. Seasonal shift, I think that's hard on me. Physically and mentally. Mentally I've been feeling strained, like I might be losing some of the ground I gained. I still don't have a job (freelance or part-time only, nothing crazy), and The Brit is settled in Buffalo so all that fun stuff has come to a halt ( Read more... )

The husband came around today to "get some of his stuff" and we sat and I was hoping for a talk or chat of some sort, about life, our marriage, what may or may not happen.

He doesn't know. Anything. What he wants, if we should get back together, if he wants to stay in New York, what he wants, what he wants, what ( Read more... )

Still trying to breathe. I have to think about it, so that I can make it happen. Expand the ribcage, draw in breath, let it out ( Read more... )