How To Make Your Journalist Happy

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Volun-tears

So I was fortunate enough to be given the weekend off for the first time in 5ever. But my psycho worker self decided that it would be a fun idea to take two kids to the Washington Auto Show on my own dime. I'm a saint, I know.

I immediately regretted that decision.

Overemployed

I'm no expert at economy, but there are more jobs out there than people realize. While a large percent of Americans are sitting at home, stalking Monster.com, I'm going through jobs "like money flying out the hand" (bless Miley Cyrus for that phrase). I'm currently working in retail, as a babysitter for 4 different kids, a music blogger, a PR intern, an actual publicist, oh and I happen to be a full-time student.

None of the jobs I hold are particularly glamorous, but hello! I get paid.

Not only am I (sorta, but not really) financially rich, but I''m rich with experience. Not resume-type experience, but cray-cray experience. When you work with as many people as me, it's pretty much part of the territory.

This blog will just go into detail about the nonsense I go through to support my life.

I am Overemployed.