I spent the afternoon feeling like the world is overexposed and sending out subtle unconscious signals of sexual excitation to everyone.
A miscommunication with the placement agency means I may have missed my shot at the job they had. Honestly, I don't think I have the French for it, anyway, sadly.
I applied to a job that yesterday that wouldn't pay very well but could be great fun. I hope I hear back from them. The whole "We don't even bother to respond" thing is kind of annoying.
And it seems I am, officially, a Professional Writer according to PWAC.
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