I try not to give into histrionics. They're melodramatic and lame. But I'm just damn tired of the stress and aggravation of being where I am with no exit. I'd like the way to the back door please.

It's mid October. For fuck's sake.

No, it does NOT make me feel better to know the whole economy is shit and that's why I can't find a job. It just doesn't. All that means is even if I worked harder on the hunt I would still be doomed.

So just shoot me and get it overwith.