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Oh I definitely look at Indeed. I probably check it more often than any other job site. I just happened to get sucked into a stressful black hole of Craigslist surfing earlier today.

One good thing about Indeed is that it stops. I look at some job postings, but the list stops. Craigslist devours my focus. And it hate it, but I’m sort of addicted to it? I want to look up current available housing just thinking about it. And I did that earlier today!

Some [disorganized] things: 

  1. Nick and I went camping at Lost Lake this weekend. We pretty much only read, hiked, built fires and ate food. It was wonderful.
  2. I haven’t been posting much because I feel obligated to post all my Europe photos before anything else. But I am not motivated to edit them. I should change one of those things.
  3. I also haven’t drawn much since I got home. I haven’t been making things either. I’ve applied to tons of jobs, but I feel very unproductive.
  4. I start a full-time one-month job at The Pumpkin Patch tomorrow. I’m a little nervous. And I’ll probably be more nervous once I start because I have a habit of being in denial about life changes until they actually happen.
  5. I would like to have a real, long-term job and a new place to live by November/December. That would be great. Somebody please hire me.

Tonight I’m watching New Girl. And I’m not hyper-focusing on Craigslist job postings. Nope. Not doing that at all.

Other photos from Budapest on August 26.

troybungartstudios:

CARBON TRAP SHINO
This is the gem of the kiln. Going to try and do this again.

We met several nice kittens in Ireland. I’d never been interested in owning a cat before this trip, but now I kinda do.

Grand Central Market & City Park, Budapest.

August 26, 2014

An old Irish guy talked to me because he noticed I was sketching a pint of Guinness. A lot of old dudes wanted to talk to me this evening.

Deleted Parks & Rec scene from season 2

Quick, unfinished doodle.

This guy didn’t stay long enough for me to draw his legs.

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