As a result of yesterday's general inactivity (although I did drag myself to the gym around 3pm), I spent ALL DAY looking for jobs. All day as in I-rolled-out-of-bed-and-turned-on-computer to right now. I haven't dressed, showered, or eaten really. Gross on all accounts.
I was sad after my jobfox experience. It maps out your potential based on previous jobs and thanks to my many stints as a receptionist, jobfox feels i should remain a receptionist. Fooey to you, jobfox. I want to be a miner, 49-er, and wear boxes without socks-es...
What I would like most of all is for someone to come up to me on the street and say, "Here is $50,000. Go write a book. You will be famous."
2 comments:
Babe, if I had 50K, I'd be all over that shit.
word, jayne. word squared even.
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