I'm tired and weary of the job search, but I shall plug on doing it.
I feel incapable of completing full sentences.
I want pizza.
I need to get my application for the training benefits down to the worksource office. I'm terrified to turn in my job logs, though, for fear that I didn't do enough or forgot pertinent information.
So much will change over the next 45 days, methinks, between our possible move, Mom's definite move, school starting, etc.