Stress

Sucks. Right? Where does it come from? Where do I keep it? And where does it go?

My stress comes from all over (whose doesn't, really?). Let's start with this one: money. I've been out of school for over a year and you know what that means... those subsidized loans I took out to pay for my living arrangements (read: "the room with the two couch-beds, and the all-I-could-eat iceberg lettuce salad bar") when I was 18 are now due. Yippee. This moment in my life also allows me to reflect on the fact I have yet still no job that either a) engages my degree- which required these loans to begin with-- to its fullest potential or b) affords me independence.

Well- what to do? Ooo oo oo!! i know- eat. and cry.

And perpetually look for new jobs.