scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

4.1.05

i need Monster.

applying for random jobs at the uni is ... a lengthy procedure. And alternately hopeful and frustrating. There are multiple job-hunting websites for the university alone - four that i've found so far - and they each have their own long series of pages full of forms to fill out - and i think i've applied for everything i'm remotely qualified for. And, damn, some of the jobs have been open for simply ages. One since April of last year. So they might be really picky, in which case, i'm not remotely qualified. Wish me luck.

And you find this description and it's all I Can Totally Do That only then they want a masters in educational sciences and suddenly i can't. And there's one that i'm hands-down good for but pays half my current salary and that's just not going to work. And there's the one with the nepotism, but hey, i'll still take it if they offer, and it isn't really - not even a conflict of interest really. Not at all. And i'm not sure if i should say i'm related to M or not. Because technically i'm not. Yet. And i'm not sure if that's really a bad thing. And you're all hopeful because there's this one and that'd be cool, right, i could have a career in that, that's fucking booming, and we're going to be doing this for the next hundred years with world population skyrocketing and we're using GM stuff anyway, and fuck it's food, i can be passionate about food, right, only well, am i qualified? Fuck. And there's this one that i do every fucking day only i don't have a degree in journalism already, but i do that every fucking day. And there's ... and there's ... and i could do that - but i don't have the right letters. Or the right numbers. Or something. And the damn website won't let me apply for stuff i don't have the right letters for.

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