July is over already?😵💫 🫠
I am disappointed, with myself mostly. I spent the bulk of it hooked to a screen scrolling for jobs, sending out at least seventy resumes. If i look at my tracker, it's probably closer to a hundred. Same story as a lot of folks right now, I know. Twelve rejections, one almost interview and then they went dark.
I don't want to talk to anyone, I know I *should* because people are good, friends are great, but the longer this stretch goes, the worse I feel. Since most of this is just more empirical statistics the idea of talking is just bleh. I hate being a statistic.
Yesterday was the first night I went to bed in almost a week, instead of passing out exhausted on the couch around 6 or 7 am. And before midnight! Turns out it was the precursor to being the sickest I've been in a long time. I swear for a minute I thought I had gotten cyclosporiasis or norovirus, but eight hours later I feel better. Wrecked but better. Might have been food poisoning. Or an IBS flare up.
Anyhoos - proof of life, mostly for E1. And hopefully August will be better.






















