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:: Tuesday, September 27, 2005 ::

employed (for now)

I finally found a job! Well, sort of. It's a temp gig involving a document review project for a big firm in Manhattan. The duration is for the next 3 months (beginning tomorrow), but I don't know if I can last that long because of the schedule. My hours are going to be Industrial Revolution/pre-child labor law awful:

6 days a week from 9am-11pm every day, except
Sundays, where I get a generous 10am-6pm shift.

Yay.

The way I'm wired, if it's something I don't have a strong interest in I'm more likely than not to simply quit.

At least the pay will be good. These last few weeks have been pretty bad financially. And by "bad" I mean 'going to the ATM to withdraw $20 to get something to eat and realizing you just overdrafted by $2.00 and will now be penalized $30' bad. You know what I did? Looking back this was pretty foolish, but I panicked when I saw that I overdrafted so I immediately re-deposited the twenty spot, plus an additional two bucks for good measure, as though the extra money would somehow make the machine forget about the overdraft. Good one, Dave.

But aside from the fact that I so desperately need money, the other motivating factor in taking this time-demanding job was to eliminate all the down-time I have in the day where painful memories sneak their way into my thoughts. Because these days I just don't want to remember anymore.

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