Can of Worms

i am soooooooo unemployed. i just sent out five more resumes. to entertain myself i have set out on two individual yet related projects:

1. creating a beautiful table in which i organize, categorize, and list the jobs i have applied for, dates, responses from organizations(that column is despairingly empty) etc. In fact, I believe that my table is so impressive that I should attach it along with my resume and cover letter. its a freakin' work of art.

2. writing my cover letters in different literary styles. stream of consciousness. charles dickens-esque. in couplets. compilation of haiku. capitalizing every other letter (its takes a surprisingly long time to complete this one). the list goes on. its genius really. i think everyone will appreciate my ability to think out of the box.


most of my employment seeking tasks simply remind me how freaked out i am about committing to anything long term. this seems quit paradoxical when contrasted with my over all very responsibility obsessed tendencies.

today, when driving home, it smelled like rain, which is actually quite unusual for the great CO. its either sunny or snowing here, no real in between. though i expect our summer to be fraught with thunderstorms.