I've lost my job as a
security guard. Call it the effects of our collapsing
economy, but we lost our account, and so I am
laid off.
Now, this is all rather depressing for me, especially since I have to pay for grad school come August. However, I am trying (very hard) to remain optomistic in the face of adversity and stay confident that I will find a new job.
However, given my current state of depression, I'm finding that very difficult. (Read the recent March 29, 2001 daylog for evidence.) I have no confidence right now, and the only things keeping me going is my fear of the afterlife and my determination not to let the universe win. Yeah, I suppose I find solace in Camus' "The Myth of Sisyphus."