So, turns out the "wacky hijinx" I anticipated was the GFC. So. Hot. So now I'm unemployed, nearly 30, single, childless and without any real assets. Who woulda thunk it?
So how do I find meaning without being a mopey loser? How do I find a "real" job in the kind of climate where it's not even possible to get interviews for jobs I'm over-qualified for?
The answer might be Northern Exposure. It's a current obsession and it's helping me ignore my sadness and focus on the things that matter... like television.
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