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I'm not going to bore you with details or whining or my current state of freaking out, but seriously. 

I need a job. 

I'm willing to do the rain-dance. Or the job-dance. Or the what-have you dance. I'm out of change to give to homeless people on my way to drop off a resume.  I'm out of hope about the whole search, I'm out of inspiration, I'm out of ideas. I'm sick of staying at home, I'm sick of being rejected by a freaking volunteer organization to just volunteer my time and I'm just sick of it all. 

I hate this. This is not what I worked so hard for. 

(I guess I should clarify and say that this isn't my final farewell or anything dramatic like that. I've just had it up to here with the whole thing. This isn't what I wanted or pictured or planned for. This wasn't in my five year plan much less my five month plan...as evidenced by my lack of a savings account, how could I be so stupid and I'm just out of anything remotely refreshing or interesting to do or say, other than a sad pathetic wail of "I NEED A JOB" followed by a tear-filled kick to the sidewalk.) 

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