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    Another week  echo $newRAM;
    added Sun May 16 2004 at 8:28 PM
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    Looks like another week has come and gone. As you can probably tell by the lack of entries, I haven't been in the best of moods. I tire of always writing about how crummy I feel, so I just don't write. My apologies (if anybody other than Mom and Eliza even read this).

    I turned in about ten more applications to various restaurants around town, as well as one to a phone survey place. The only reason why I turned it in to the phone survey place is, well, because I'm flat-out desperate for a job right now. I know they'll hire me, and they'll probably hire me pretty quickly, and then I'll keep looking for a job that won't increase my desire to die.

    Too bad I don't have a more popular website that can ask for donations for the things I do. Fifty cents a picture or something like that. That might make about $5 for me (all from mom).

    Tomorrow I'm supposed to get a call from the person that claimed he would hire me. Somehow, that sounds familiar. I've almost reached the point that I give up on getting the job. That man has wasted at least two weeks of my life by his constant promises to "call tomorrow," and unique ability to disappear from his work for three days at a time. I wasn't turning in applications because he sounded so sure that I would be working at his company, but apparently I was too gullible. Apparently I shouldn't have believed, much less hoped for a good job.

    It's starting to look like last summer. New scenery, same old story.