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When will some thing go right? I'm looking for a bone right now, cause I'm starving. First the Rep show I wanted to do gets given to someone else, and not cause they liked the show, but because they wanted the money. Why do advisors ask you what you want if they aren't going to give it to you. Then Maine calls and says the producer has a sound designer friend that cleared his schedule to do the summer slot so they won't be needing me. Finding a job is becoming harder and harder and I feel like a failure. I emailed one guy who says said my resume but it might be to late. He says he sent out an email months ago and didn't hear from me so he figured I had work somewhere else. I don't remember the email. The only good thing that happened was that Beth Morrison, head of Dwight Edgewood asked me to come on as a guest lecture for the end of the season so that's $1000 for two weeks of work. But otherwise I have nothing to do and rent to pay. Then of course you-know-who hasn't contacted me in any way, didn't even send this last letter back, bastard. I want to punch him in the face. And lately, for some reason, I'm feeling unwanted. Like a shade of lipstick occasionally you wear when your bored, or just want some fun, but you keep in the back of your underwear drawer. The only consolation is my trip Sunday with Michelle, and those two days I'll be home next week, which I NEED. Goddess, something, anything, please?