uggh, resumes

well, i got a possible-maybe from MSS about SMS. Uggh. One of those "we don't really know what our needs will be for the next year, but please call me when you get in to town and we'll talk" responses. Translation: no. Sorry, get your resume out and pound the streets, bitch, cause we don't have any money/space/whatever. Uggggggggggggggghhhhhhhh.

Right now, I just wish I didn't have to move, I could just stay here and not have to leave my child with other people or try to get a job (and with my new awful hair, that's not going to be any easier) or get a job that's crappy and awful that I'll hate, because that is what I'll end up getting.

I am so depressed.