So I've been recovering the past couple of days...well more honestly I've been alternating between recovery and complete panic. A true rollercoaster of emotions for all parties involved. Apologies to all friends that have recieved whiplash from the ailing bitch.
I've started applying for jobs and I'm looking for any open positions in Advertising/PR/Magazine Editorial on the West and East Coasts. (LA, SF, and NYC.)
New York is by far my number one choice, but there's no way in hell that I'll move back without a job. I mean, I can't bear to live in a shitty overpriced apartment the size of a copy of Visionnaire.
Dear god, someone just hire me and save me from myself.
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