I am one deflated bridgebuilder.
Anyone, anywhere want to say something to cheer me up? It's gray and raining, I have to walk across town for a meeting, I just found out that CoolResearchJob no longer exists unless I relocate to MidAtlanticCity. I'm giving notice at my job this afternoon, and I am, in the words of my amazing mentor, freefalling. So I can't blog about race like I meant to, or the potato rosemary foccacia I made, or my dreams, or masculinity in fringe cultural spaces. Cheer me up and I'll think about it. If things continue like this, I'm buying medicinal whiskey on the way home and quilting all night.
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We still love ya? Does that help? :)
thanks, weezy, it does help a little. but for now i defer blogging to do the kind of writing i hate most -- the cover letter.
i am a firm beleiver in medicial whiskey...old and irish, or kentucky too.
hope things sort themselves out...
Ugh.... I hate cover letters. Hope you successfuly gave birth to it!
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