Well, I had a dream the other morning that I got arrested for something and they came, cleared out my bank accounts and I couldn't pay bills anymore. So yes, I presume I'm a bit stressed.

40 jobs applied to this week. At least there's a lot to choose from here. Tomorrow, I will give in and apply to be a bartender, waitress, eek, work in retail... Gotta do something, right?

Labels: jobs, state of unemployment