As the French say, "I Surrender!"

[earthbelow]

I've been applying for jobs and what not for almost six months now. I've sent out my resume to every single person who even looks like they might be hiring in my "field".

I give up on my field.

I also give up on normal jobs. My quest now is to find the weirdest freaking job I can. I mean, like, cattle wrangler or toenail specialist or something like that. Because looking for "assistant" and "associate" and "professional mail-sorter" jobs hasn't worked out so hot.

Frankly, I'd love to get paid to write novels, but it works the other way around. You have to write novels and hope you get paid.

*sigh*

But today isn't over yet, and tomorrow is still brand spankin' new.

Cattle wrangling, here I come.