Rub some salt in the wound....
It's just been another one of those days where it has become abundantly clear to me how much of a loser i am. My plans to go to Albany the second weekend of July were thwarted when Christy told me she was going to be in Canada with her girls that weekend. Then i got to hear about the joy of being home for her and how close her and all her friends have become and how great her job is and how much money she's making. Yea, wonderful, great for you and i'm glad but, lord, i'm the wrong person to be sharing that with, especially when she knows that i have no one here and no job. So yea, one of the few releases from this place i was going to have for free has been leveled. Oh well, move on, 73 days til i get to go back to DC and restart my life. Until then i'm going to continue to search for a job (and continue to get rejected), as well as try to keep myself from falling off the deep end which i am tottering so percariously on. It's gonna be a great summer....