Okay. Maybe not so depressing.

I have another job interview on Wednesday. It's another out-of-state job, but since it's right on the Indiana border, I'll actually be closer to my family in the Chicago burbs than I am currently, and we're in the same state. Aside from that, the other advantages includes 1. It's not Illinois, which has it's head so far up it's ass when it comes to education that 200,000 teachers have been laid off statewide and programs have been cut due to lack of funding, and 2. the principal, who sounded really nice and not the least bit intimidating, said she was having a hard time finding someone who could teach both Drama and English (which I find odd, but I'm not questioning fate). So, I went and actually bought a new dress (more out of necessity, since stressing over finances has me down about 20 lbs., and they frown upon you showing up to interview naked...) and I'll go to the 'rents the night before (mostly so I can weasel a free mani/pedi out of my mom), and I'll keep y'all posted. I'm sure if I get it, you'll hear the celebratory screaming.

This is the most fucking depressing blog ever.

I really wish I had good news. Lord knows I could use it about now. I'm on the tail end of another meltdown... it's amazing what kind of stupid shit will set you off when you're already fragile. There's this Jack-in-the-Box commercial, the one with the talking sandwiches, and a secretary pops her head in to gently chide the large-headed CEO about something or other. I went to college with that secretary. She has apparently started getting nationwide campaigns, and I can't even get a job at fucking Target. I gave up the idea of being a professional actor because I didn't want to have to work three jobs to make ends meet (HA!). I want to teach because I wanted to make a difference in the world, even if it's just in the lives of a few kids. And now I'm willing to give that up just to have a steady paycheck. Hell, health insurance would be nice, but let's not go crazy here. I'm finding that I'm overqualified for anything around here, yet underexperienced to actually land a job in my field.

I want to go to bed for a week.

Let's take a new route, shall we?

There are two openings here in town for English teachers. I have applied for both. I have also spent money I could scarcely afford on fruit arrangements for the superintendents of those districts to catch someone's attention enough to maybe get an interview.

Keep your fingers crossed.