Happy Valentine's Day

All this talk of impending layoffs has me down and I can't even use my picture of Laurie because I used it the last time I was depressed. Admittedly I was warned of the downfalls of the field of my current preference. Difficult work, depressing environment, inconvenient hours, and amazingly bad pay for all that trouble. But I think once you get it into your head that you're going to work in the social work field, you know try to do some good in your life while you still can, selling people stuff they don't need or staring at a computer all day just never seems like it can be enough. But I guess after two years of unemployment, it would be a living.

I don't know, pessimist as I am it's easy for me to focus on the bad and sometimes it just feels like this whole generation really is being punished for the things our parents did, especially those of us that wasted so much of our time and money on that unbelievable lie known as 'higher education.' We were never even given a chance to prepare you know? And now a certain Mr. Brown decides a 20% cut to the people that need it most is the best way to get out of the mess that frankly he had a hand in creating. How exactly is my losing my job going to fix the economy? And it just kind of sucks that if it is me, it's likely not even going to be because of my performance. It's going to be because I don't see my manager for weeks at a time and can't chat her up all friendly-like like AM staff, and because I'm the only girl that works PMs and thus more muscle-challenged than my comparable co-workers. But who knows, with a house of 4 clients, 9 staff, and a 40% budget cut, we might all end up on the streets.

Whatevs. I just read I Kill Giants and this little concern of mine seems pretty hamster sized in those terms. Also, this helps. A lot.



An actual valentine? God, I'm such a girl. And I love it.