The post of gigantic, epic fail

[astoryandasong]

Thank you, klgrem, for the card!


So here's the deal: I am applying for a £10,000 grant for postgrad research. I am, at this precise moment in time, supposed to be writing my grant proposal.  Yet here I am!
Of course, thinking about failing at this makes me think about how I fail at other stuff like losing weight and having relationships. Oh and finishing things. Just how much I fail in general, actually. I'm not usually that emo about this stuff, but home has been eh, tense, I can't find a permanent job and I cannot write this fucking proposal. Today is just one of those days when running away with the foreign legion looks attractive. You know those days when you're all 'I have an honours degree! I'm smart and not ugly and pretty funny! Why am I still unemployed and single? Why is every girl I date crazy?' questions for the ages, man. It's just so depressing when you realise that in order to be employed you may actually have to take your hard-earned degree off of your CV.

But eh. I have Panic tickets for the Glasgow gig (any other fangirls going?) and I have my health (HAHA I am Sybil Ramkin without dragons, natch).

Comments

[klgrem.livejournal.com]

It's like that here a lot, too. Often times you can't get a job if you're 'over qualified'. :|

*Hugs*

Maybe the Chinese have the right idea by limiting population growth. I think we are outgrowing our economy's ability to employ everyone, too.

*hugs* I wish you much luck with all your endeavors. Good luck with your proposal.

And you're welcome. :)

[(Anonymous)]

And they say the economy is booming. Pull my other leg, its go bells on, mate.

Thanks for the well wishes, I hope you and your family are all doing well.

[kirana-44.livejournal.com]

I think everyone has emo days. I offer hugs from across the pond. And some commiseration, I'm pretty sure my boss is trying to make me quit, and I've long since given up using my degree, and the last person to hit on me was almost old enough to be my dad.

But concerts always help. I've got Puddle of Mudd next month and plans to go see the HCT when it hits Maine.

[(Anonymous)]

Thanks for the hugs, I don't feel as emo as I did when I wrote this post, thank god.

Ooo, Puddle of Mudd, haven't heard anything about them in ages, and I am ssooooo jealous of you getting to see HCT.

[kirana-44.livejournal.com]

They just had new album come out in like October I think. It's good. I'm really excited about getting to see them. I have no money right now and really shouldn't be going to see HCT, but I'm doing it anyway, and I'm going to drive my Honda Civic which is named Jazz Spencer Smith.

[heynderyckx.livejournal.com]

Meh I've been on the unemployment train for the better part of a month now. Even without a degree, I'm getting the "overqualified" dismissal. Like the person above, the last person to hit on (!stalk!) me was old enough to be my dad. I've moved back in with my mom. It's fucking freezing here and all my tv shows are on hiatus. I have insomnia, I'm completely broke and my acne is flaring up.

I am not, however, depressed. I take considerable consolation in knowing other people are just as miserable as I am. Also I get to sleep in every day, avoid irritating coworkers, and catch up on my list of to-be-watched films and to-be-read books. Gay porn is pretty comforting, too.

What will your research be on?

[astoryandasong.livejournal.com]

Schadenfreude,sport of KINGS, BABY.

My research is going to be on post-operative narratives of the self and body in breast cancer patients.