Apr 26, 2010 20:21
Dear Invisible Pink Unicorn, Great Pumpkin, Dragon In My Garage, and Flying Spaghetti Monster: Please, please combine your powers and help me find a new job. Or an agent. Or both. Both would be nice. But you know what would be fantastic? Me finishing this futuristic fantasy book that has been growing for a decade. It's a lot to ask, probably. And I'm not even going to mention the cerebral palsy, fibromyalgia, and epilepsy, because nobody can make those go away.
I miss working a full time salaried job. Job hunting is frustrating as always, nobody seems to want me, and the interviews I do get never seem to go anywhere. They say the job economy is picking up. They say to look for the signs. I just see rain outside my window.
stuff,
unemployment,
life