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Oct. 28th, 2002 12:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7Mmm. Hot Ribena and peanut butter crackers. Brunch of Champions!!!
What? We didn't have any milk, so I couldn't have hot chocolate...
i can't believe it's almost noon already. I was up when Zobar left for work, and before he even left I was already cruising around my usual job sites. I copied 15 job ads and pasted them into e-mail windows. Then I started writing cover letters into those windows.
Well, the first one I sent bounced right back... and it's gone downhill since then.
So, I'm taking a break. I took a very short nap, populated with strange strange but not memorable dreams...
I'm going to get a concrete start on my Peeps Lost project today, I resolve here and now.
But first, Ribena and some more cover letters.
Sigh.
Guiltily, I don't even want a job any more until after the holidays. I just don't. I want to retain my freedom, and my gift plans for people are mostly homemade ideas at the moment. So it's not that my need for money is so pressing... Zobar's being a sport about my sponging, especially since I spent $70 on him while we were in Buffalo, and then $50 on groceries, so I haven't been terribly effective as a gold-digger if that's my actual aim... and my bank account is far from robust, but isn't empty yet. I make $30/wk. with the marketing company, and have been faithfully serving them, so... that's not much, but it seems so far to have been enough to keep me from begging from strangers. Or my mom. I'm sponging a bit off my parents, but I'm not relying on a steady stream of handouts from them.
But no. I must apply for jobs.
I should really figure out how to do freelancing stuff. I'd like that a bit more. That would be enough for me until the New Year. But the magazine idea... well, things Kat tells me have a way of confusing me more than helping me. It seems like a good idea but seriously, I haven't a clue how to actually go about it. I guess I just need to budget most of a day at Barnes and Noble to browse the magazine section.
oops, forgot to post this. oh well...
What? We didn't have any milk, so I couldn't have hot chocolate...
i can't believe it's almost noon already. I was up when Zobar left for work, and before he even left I was already cruising around my usual job sites. I copied 15 job ads and pasted them into e-mail windows. Then I started writing cover letters into those windows.
Well, the first one I sent bounced right back... and it's gone downhill since then.
So, I'm taking a break. I took a very short nap, populated with strange strange but not memorable dreams...
I'm going to get a concrete start on my Peeps Lost project today, I resolve here and now.
But first, Ribena and some more cover letters.
Sigh.
Guiltily, I don't even want a job any more until after the holidays. I just don't. I want to retain my freedom, and my gift plans for people are mostly homemade ideas at the moment. So it's not that my need for money is so pressing... Zobar's being a sport about my sponging, especially since I spent $70 on him while we were in Buffalo, and then $50 on groceries, so I haven't been terribly effective as a gold-digger if that's my actual aim... and my bank account is far from robust, but isn't empty yet. I make $30/wk. with the marketing company, and have been faithfully serving them, so... that's not much, but it seems so far to have been enough to keep me from begging from strangers. Or my mom. I'm sponging a bit off my parents, but I'm not relying on a steady stream of handouts from them.
But no. I must apply for jobs.
I should really figure out how to do freelancing stuff. I'd like that a bit more. That would be enough for me until the New Year. But the magazine idea... well, things Kat tells me have a way of confusing me more than helping me. It seems like a good idea but seriously, I haven't a clue how to actually go about it. I guess I just need to budget most of a day at Barnes and Noble to browse the magazine section.
oops, forgot to post this. oh well...
