This is what it's come to?

I don't even know where to begin........................
I suppose, I can start my nag-session about today, and from time-to-time, reminisce about my wretched, often rediculous past.

July 24, 2008

It's raining like a bitch AGAIN.....It's been raining for a friggin week, I swear.
Everything's damp and stinks of mold...Just what I wanted to get up too, today.

Oh well, it should it fit in nicely with my daily job search... Where I spend half the day, perusing craigslist ( which is depressing enough) unless you wanna be a mystery shopper ( what the fuck does that mean anyway???) and on-line local want ads.

How did this happen to me anyway....I've just turned 40, have 2 damned college degrees, and I'm unemployed ( after being forced to close my company, that I succesfully ran for 5 years...thanks to Uncle Sam, Sir ) And now, having to fight my way back into a crumbling economy and job market , where nobody, and I mean nobody, around here is looking for a Pastry Chef.

I was lucky enough to snag a job offer, last week at a nursing home, where I would be fortunate enough to spend my days, openning frozen bags of beef stew & chicken nuggets every day , and whip up a few mushy side dishes of peas con margarine and canned corn or some shit like that.... and on really, really special occasions................ I'd be granted to oppportunity to prepare fruit-cocktail floating in lime jello .....from scratch!!!!!!! YEAH!!!! All for about $ 8.58 an hour......
Fuck me!