Still hate my job, still looking. I've had four offers of employment since I started, within the pay range I'm seeking, and I turned them all down because I didn't want to work weekends or the drive is too far. But fuck that. I have another interview today and I hate where I'm at so thoroughly that I'll fucking work weekends and drive an hour every morning if the pay is right. I don't have kids. My relationship isn't in jeopardy. My car is new and runs fine.
I am so thirsty for knowledge and full of ambition the longer I stay at this dead end convoluted position. In a way, I'm thankful for how insulting and entry level this admittedly well paying job has been, because it reminded me how much more I want out of life and myself.
So this is simultaneous bitching and hoping. But mainly, I hate my job, and I think I've expressed thoroughly before exactly why.