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Well, I was going to insert a pic of a question mark, but I see that that wouldn't work. The internet service down here is extremely slow.

Guess what? Con Ed called. I told them I was injured instead of saying I have no way to get back to NY. Amy, the HR rep, told me I have 5 years for my application to be relevant. Funny how they didn't say that before.

Once again, I may have to live in a place where I won't be able to have my cats, and I have no idea if they pay for training. So, I hung up the phone in despair--something I'm becoming altogether familiar with--and I wonder if any of these shit places will call me. I've actually added what I'm calling a "conscience" letter to my applications in these retail places since some of them are still conducting background checks, which is criminal given the economy these days. I've put copies of my legal forms and eviction notice with the numbers blocked out with actual stats from the NY labor dept. so these redneck twits can see that I'm not making any of it up. The problem with a small town is that they don't know how to think 'big'. I may be able to see the scope of downsizing for what it is since I come from an international city (NY, Paris, London, Tokyo, Milan, L.A.-those are the big ones), but these people are INCAPABLE of seeing past their own face. It just doesn't happen. In the hopes that my honesty might actually get me somewhere? This is my newest tactic. I don't know if it'll work, but it makes me feel better to at least educate these unwashed masses in what's going on around them.

I fucking hate it here and I don't know how to get out.

Sorry I haven't blogged, but it takes an extreme act of will to deal with DSL speeds that are as quick as dial-up. I also found out that the local libraries don't have word processing programs like Word, Excel or Corel since folks down here don't know how to use them. I'm a conspiracy theorist at heart--I say the license fee for Microsoft exchange is too much which is why they didn't install them. Ignorance begets ignorance.

It's 47 degrees up north. The ice is going down at Rockefeller Center. I'm not there.

It's 98 down here and my fibro is out of control. I am sick and in pain from this humidity. I must have been a serial killer in another life, because I don't know what I did to deserve this.