The state of my affairs, i.e., uselessness
During the past two months I have…
…graduated from college, thus obtaining the self-ordained title of “political scientist”.
…moved back to Portland, into my parents’ house. *sigh*
…incessantly searched for jobs pertaining to the progressive political realm (governmental, NGOs, nonprofits etc…), resulting in one single interview, and an ever-increasing sense of failure/frustration/apathy/fear/depression.
…worked as a caterer for Garbanzos.
…worked as a data-entry slave for Island Ink-jet.
…traveled to the Oregon coast, Seattle, and the Bahamas.
…read only one book (this is so pathetic).
…spent an overwhelming amount of time at Coffee Time.
…graduated from college, thus obtaining the self-ordained title of “political scientist”.
…moved back to Portland, into my parents’ house. *sigh*
…incessantly searched for jobs pertaining to the progressive political realm (governmental, NGOs, nonprofits etc…), resulting in one single interview, and an ever-increasing sense of failure/frustration/apathy/fear/depression.
…worked as a caterer for Garbanzos.
…worked as a data-entry slave for Island Ink-jet.
…traveled to the Oregon coast, Seattle, and the Bahamas.
…read only one book (this is so pathetic).
…spent an overwhelming amount of time at Coffee Time.