Saturday, March 18, 2006
You take the good, you take the bad and there you have...
I feel like such a baby sometimes.
The job front isn't exactly so great right now. I have gone on a few interviews;
one for the Attention Deficit Association of Nova Scotia (how appropriate), one for a publishing firm (still waiting to hear back), and another for a marketing company (I think I received a job offer, but it might have been a scam), but nothing's really jumped out at me. I hate feeling so directionless, clearly it's not as bad as I make it seem, I always make everything out to be much worse than it seems.
There's been some good news in terms of freelancing, which makes me feel like I'm not totally wasting my time. I just wish I knew what exactly I was good at and then I could just devote all my time to that. As it stand right now I feel like I am tackling a dozen things in a half assed manner. What would 18 year old me say to 27 year old me?
I told my dad about the comedy thing (is it an act? an annoyance?) the other day and he started grilling me on what my 'monologue' (his word, not mine) was about. Not wanting to discuss 'conversations about blowjobs with my father' with my actual father, I quickly hung up.
I feel like such a baby sometimes.
The job front isn't exactly so great right now. I have gone on a few interviews;
one for the Attention Deficit Association of Nova Scotia (how appropriate), one for a publishing firm (still waiting to hear back), and another for a marketing company (I think I received a job offer, but it might have been a scam), but nothing's really jumped out at me. I hate feeling so directionless, clearly it's not as bad as I make it seem, I always make everything out to be much worse than it seems.
There's been some good news in terms of freelancing, which makes me feel like I'm not totally wasting my time. I just wish I knew what exactly I was good at and then I could just devote all my time to that. As it stand right now I feel like I am tackling a dozen things in a half assed manner. What would 18 year old me say to 27 year old me?
I told my dad about the comedy thing (is it an act? an annoyance?) the other day and he started grilling me on what my 'monologue' (his word, not mine) was about. Not wanting to discuss 'conversations about blowjobs with my father' with my actual father, I quickly hung up.
# posted by Die Brucke @ 1:41 AM 
