Aug 24, 2009 12:29
My job search is still turning up nothing. That's great.
I'm getting really sick of not having a job. I think I will go apply to Starbucks. Or Giant Eagle. Or.. some other dumb retail job that I vowed I would never take.
I started to write. I think it's a book. I mean, it's only a few pages right now, but I want it to be a book. I'm going to try to write every day for at least an hour and see where that gets me. Maybe I am still unemployed because it's my destiny to write a novel and become a famous author. I like that idea.
I want to get stranded on an island instead of having to function in real life. Lost, please.
I've been helping Nicole a lot lately, with moving and finding a place to live and such. That's all taken care of now, and my day is empty other than to worry about how much longer I'm going to be unemployed. What a joke. Ugh.
I guess we're going to see Emily in Philadelphia for Labor day weekend. It's a good idea in theory, but I have no job. So we have no money, especially not to spend on fun things like visiting people.
I have to stop this post now, because it is becoming too depressing for me to go on. Sigh.
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