So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below.
And I laugh at myself
While the tears roll down.
‘Cause it’s the world I know.
It’s the world I know.
-Collective Soul, “The World I Know”
Another 6 inches of snow last night. My schedule seems to be moving further and further to the right. I am finding myself up at 2am, and not waking up until 9 or 10.
I spend the first couple of hours searching through Monster.com, Indeed.com, USAJobs. The state web sites. I don’t care what propaganda the administration pumps out through pretty little PR blondes. But there is nothing out there.
I poisoned the well the way I quit GD. I won’t even get a callback from any subcontractors. Technically they can’t say anything other than I once worked there and made decent money. If I could find evidence they were spreading disinformation I could get a lawyer and sue. But they are too smart to leave a footprint.
So back to the idea of getting a certificate to be a Paralegal. There are hundreds of those jobs out there. The only other thing that routinely shows up as I do my searches is healthcare jobs. Nurses are in big demand in Maine.
Yep. Don’t see that happening.
One of our own from OD - Jeanne - patient 0 on Open Diary is in Ecuador, seeing if she can move there. That is one seriously ballsy woman.
I don’t watch “Person of Interest” regularly, but the character “Root” intrigues me. My aunt explained Root has a device where she is plugged into the machine. For some reason I was thinking Root WAS the machine.
It doesn’t hurt at all she is very pretty.
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