It’s 10 o’clock at night … do you know what I’m doing?

Oh, yeah, that’s right.

Nothing.

We’ll not nothing. The girls are either sitting on me or around me, begging me to print ‘x’ ‘y’ or ‘z’ coloring page for them while I search for jobs.

I think my final count is 13 resumes out today. Eight yesterday, six the day before.

And, guess how many calls?

That’s right.

Exactly,

0.

This s u c k s . . . . .