By this time last week, I was on this unimaginable high because I had thought my career was ready to careen.

For the first time, I got a call from a recruiter and I sat through a 2 hour interview in which I shockingly impressed the hell out of him. I went to work feeling superior, high and very intellectual with myself. That shift went by just as wonderfully as it had begun for me, and I crowned the night with some suggestive words scribbled onto my crush's soft hands.

This week. It started bad. It is still bad. Nothing has made it good. I don't even want to try and look for something to get me out of this rut. You would think after a whole week a recruiter would call, but so far none of them can recall my number. I am still working on one job and by the looks of it that one job is dangling on a thread considering I am no longer concentrating on it at all.

I am out of words right now. I am off to have icecream and alcohol hoping something will get me out of this mood.