Ode to my life this week...

Oh life,
my life,
how do I hate thee?
Let me count the ways.
Nine.
Another nine resumes mailed out today.
And as history shows,
I may receive one reply
Telling me thank you for my interest,
But no thanks.
Ah, but chin up!
They will keep my resume on file
For three months!

San Diego?
Complications have arisen that make that far less viable an option.
Who wants to live next to the ocean anyway?

Oklahoma?
They don't pay well enough,
That I would ever be able to afford to leave again.
Who wants to live so far from the ocean anyway?

Life makes me want to curse and cry.
Alot.
Where's the que for that job?