Big Game Job Safari

I just fired off an unsolicited email to a very important person* at a very important job* within a very important production company* that I totally love, hoping to inspire said person to take a closer look at my resume, call me for an interview, and oh, maybe even hire me.

OK, let me back up a bit.

I just Googled the crap out of said production company to figure out the name of this person and the company's email format, and then I put them together and fired off said unsolicited email.

And I'm TERRIFIED.

This is me right now.

I could have just completely iced myself out of the entire entertainment industry, or I could have just done the ballsy and admirable thing that will land me a dream job.

To my credit, I did try to reach out to a few of my level-headed friends for advice, but one quickly told me she'd call me back later and another sent me right to voicemail (you know who you are...not cool). But time is of the essence here, and I didn't want to lose what little courage I had.

Besides, no guts, no glory. Right?

* "Very important" is a relative term.

I think they're very important.

You probably think I'm nuts.

Unemployed JD, Part 1

On Saturday, I returned to "reality" from a particularly adventurous visit to my parents' house in the woods of Northern Michigan (look for the forthcoming post).

On Sunday, faced with the prospect of eating granola and water for the next couple days, I headed out to find edible things on a budget. I ended up getting a couple week’s worth of groceries for $40 and change.

For the first time in 7 years, I bought Ramen, and I prepared myself for many meals of peanut butter and jelly. I did spring for the whole grain bread, though, in an attempt to get even scant nutritional value.

This is my new ShinySpecialLife. As an unemployed JD.

I have no job, I have no job prospects, I don’t even have a job interview on the horizon. I also have only enough cash in my account to make it through maybe another month (this one) and loan payments coming due on my legal education.

Stay tuned for the tears and the tales.

The contents of my fridge Sunday morning.

I'm pretty sure that applesauce expired in 2009.

Mind The Gap

Taking some down time from the blog to figure out how to juggle this crazy schedule. Lord, beer me strength.

Bad News For Working Moms

Las Vegas has an unemployment rate of 13.1%.