Tag Archives: Job
What I really think about getting away.
It’s all fun and games until your grandmother has a stroke and your childhood dog dies. But! My five days away were still lovely, albeit somewhat stressful, though they did not afford much time or energy or motivation for blogging. … Continue reading
Filed under Thoughts.
What I really think about unemployment.
Ooh, no, I hope you aren’t expecting me to write some great social or political or economical commentary, cause I’m really just here to bitch about how much it blows to be unemployed. Granted, I’m sort of sitting around, crossing … Continue reading
Filed under Belly-aching., Thoughts.
