Before I really need to leave the house to get some fresh air. I have been commanded by my dearest love to go out, pick blackberries, take pictures and stop crying. Okay. I can do that.

I hope to hear back from 1 of the 3 recruiters that called yesterday saying they would put me forth for some jobs. 2 of which are contract, and I hate contract. That means that in 9 months time I will be back here doing the same damn thing again. w00t.

The emotional rollercoaster is getting a little old now. Calls from recruiters and others that get you all hyped about a job and then you get nothing. I wonder if they realise just how shitty people feel when they do that.

meh. Gotta do something positive today.