I'm Cranky.
Today's just been one of those days...where nothing works the way it's supposed to, no one responds to your phone calls or e-mails, and even when you think you've done everything exactly as you're supposed to do, there's always something you have either missed or that is standing in your way, laughing maniacally at you for thinking you would actually achieve the task at hand.
On top of that, I've been working at the AUC Library every day, where it's always freezing and the students still insist on talking and letting their *$#)&!)@#& mobile phones ring incessently, although it is decidedly quieter around here now that it is summer. I guess I'm mostly just depressed to still be hanging around here on a campus that is largely populated with people who were born well into the 1980's, but I also feel anxious, restless and stressed by this whole job search thing.
I hate to whine like a baby, but I'm just not used to this whole process. Every pseudo-job I've ever had fell into my lap through one connection or another, usually by complete random chance. So now having to go through this whole process of whoring my resume around, scouring for any job opening I can find, waiting, waiting and waiting some more, is driving me crazy. And still, I persist, trying to convince myself that becoming a desk jockey will be good for me. Gah.
Anyways. Nir sent me this picture yesterday that he took when Team One went for a goodbye felucca ride at the end of the semester. It looks sort of staged and cheesy but it still makes me smile.
On top of that, I've been working at the AUC Library every day, where it's always freezing and the students still insist on talking and letting their *$#)&!)@#& mobile phones ring incessently, although it is decidedly quieter around here now that it is summer. I guess I'm mostly just depressed to still be hanging around here on a campus that is largely populated with people who were born well into the 1980's, but I also feel anxious, restless and stressed by this whole job search thing.
I hate to whine like a baby, but I'm just not used to this whole process. Every pseudo-job I've ever had fell into my lap through one connection or another, usually by complete random chance. So now having to go through this whole process of whoring my resume around, scouring for any job opening I can find, waiting, waiting and waiting some more, is driving me crazy. And still, I persist, trying to convince myself that becoming a desk jockey will be good for me. Gah.
Anyways. Nir sent me this picture yesterday that he took when Team One went for a goodbye felucca ride at the end of the semester. It looks sort of staged and cheesy but it still makes me smile.
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