more futility

I've broadened the job searches to just look for every fucking job in the seattle area. Man, if I had any medical credentials I'd have it made. Or Oracle, for that matter.

really getting into the habit...

I fell asleep early last night after dinner (mmm, indian food), so I didn't get a chance to work on the novel. I more than made up for it today, though, and blazed through 2,000 words. Whoo! and might I add, Hoo.

I also just finished page 14 on my screenplay about a female detective in a post-apocalyptic world. She's just closed a case. Because she rules. And people like her better than cops. Because cops suck. Heheh. I also managed to introduce most of the key concepts, except for the whorehouse and the contract assassins, but those aren't as crucial.