Job Hunting

Job hunting sucks. That is the truth of the matter. And it is consuming my existence. I stalk Craigslist like its my job. Literally. I wake up in the morning and instinctively reach over and grab my computer and scan listings for Philadelphia area jobs...including creepy "Summer work needed" from anonymous sources or nanny for 8 special needs children or even (this was completely real) foot models for a company that puts on foot fetish parties. And hear back from no one. I didn't even get an interview back from my application to be - get ready for this - a "toyologist". Seriously?

On the bright side, I have some of the best friends on the face of the earth, who are helping me out in achieving my summer goal to eat ice cream everyday and who talk to me for long, good hours in this new house. Also, I have this one Akron/Family song that I've been listening to non-stop - Running/Returning - that seems to get better every time I listen to it. And pretty nightime light and peppermint tea and lots of books.