Two weeks ago I 1) turned 24, 2) became unemployed and 3) made the difficult decision to move back home with Jacqui (more a great basis for a future novel than a great mother) after point (2) directly affected my final point (4) the inability to afford my rent.
Having hit the bottom I thought it might be nice to catalogue what can only now possibly be a turn of luck for the better as I job hunt, that or an amusing tale of my decent into madness.
It is day one.
Applications out: 0
Recruiters signed up to: 0
Agencies approached: 0
Creative side-projects: Does a new hairstyle count?
Hours of procrastination: Many.
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