Peroidic Insomnia Rages
So I hurried my ass up to get to VA because I had a big job interview and I didn't get the job. I am living off of unemployment and my husband. I have always been a big believer that work is seriously overrated however, having a job to go to does break up the day nicely. And then there is the money. I am at an age now where painting my own toes is just a waste of my time but I really can't justify spending my unemployment money on a pedicure. I am lazy but I do have standards.
The only dignified thing for me to do is some sort of volunteer work while I pound away meeting people to secure some sort of career. I looked into the spca. Well, I drove by the spca and thought about stopping in. I love animals but I really don't need animal shit in my life. So I think that I will have to find somewhere else to utilize my many god given talents. (well, that is if you count the ability to keep up with all of VH1's reality shows a talent). I have only once obtained a job by applying for it, everything is who you know and here I know almost no one. I do have my husband's colleagues, and they are all really great people but I can't count on them for everything. I was the lucky recipient of some Japanese chachkes and some Turkish spices from my husband's coworkers--no jobs or leads on jobs but stuff none the less.
Maybe I'll get a wig. that might be cool!
The only dignified thing for me to do is some sort of volunteer work while I pound away meeting people to secure some sort of career. I looked into the spca. Well, I drove by the spca and thought about stopping in. I love animals but I really don't need animal shit in my life. So I think that I will have to find somewhere else to utilize my many god given talents. (well, that is if you count the ability to keep up with all of VH1's reality shows a talent). I have only once obtained a job by applying for it, everything is who you know and here I know almost no one. I do have my husband's colleagues, and they are all really great people but I can't count on them for everything. I was the lucky recipient of some Japanese chachkes and some Turkish spices from my husband's coworkers--no jobs or leads on jobs but stuff none the less.
Maybe I'll get a wig. that might be cool!