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Sad Panda

So, I have recently joined the ranks of the unemployed, joy of joys.

I am completely torn. I hated my old job with the fury of a thousand suns. I hated the life that resulted from an intense hatred of that job. Also, it is nice to see my city during the daytime for once, and not always before 6AM or after 7PM. I have an opportunity to try and create the life that I want, and this is pretty awesome!

HOWEVER, there’s that whole having no money thing. Like most folks, I have no savings, and the little money I had left paid my bills for the month. Other than that, I sit in limbo, searching for jobs and hoping something turns up soon. Having nothing is awful, especially since I’m used to being the person that has always been employed and was used to treating her under/unemployed friends. Now it’s the other way around and it sucks. I hate having to say no to being with friends because I can’t afford a ticket to somewhere, or because I can’t afford a drink or dinner or whatnot.

HOWEVER, I have a giant library of books at home. And some video games. And a few friends who can have fun without spending money, buying dinner, or boozing constantly. So, that’s pretty great!

HOWEVER, that library will mean nothing if in a month I don’t have a home in which to put it. And I don’t want to become a burden on my friends and family.

HOWEVER, my optimism and instinct tell me that something will work out well, the way it always does when something awful happens.

So I guess what I’m trying to say is that unemployment is a total mixed bag.