Apparently my entry yesterday caused a great stir. I’d like to point out that mostly I was just venting my frustration in a semi-sarcastic way, i.e. I don’t really believe that there’s a shadowy conspiracy out there (a la Oliver Stone) which has arranged a Rob hiring freeze. However it’s true that I am perpetually smacking up against a towering wall of indifference, of silence, and it’s a wall that’s very hard to crawl over. I’m 27 years old, I have a well-composed resume and a cover letter to match, I’m literate, intelligent, energic. And it’s frustrating. Some of that will wind up in the novel.

Today I feel strangely better. So maybe the venting helped. I had an interview yesterday at Letizia’s that went well. I think I’m semi-ready to work there. It would take adjusting. I’m trusting that whatever happens, things will work out. Even now, I don’t regret quitting when I did. I guess it was something I needed to do. Crazy.

Got a call this morning from Ric in Vermont and we chatted for about half an hour. He’s going to quit his job too and just do some freelancing for awhile, but he’s got his savings and his partner Chris to support him. His friend Dan is visiting Chicago next week and he wants me to play tour guide. Hmm. Maybe.

Making dinner tonight for Andy and Steven. I’m looking forward to that. Light lunch so I don’t overeat. The sky overhead is stainless steel gray, flannel suit gray. Since I’ve already gone shopping for groceries, I might stay inside the rest of the day. Watching a movie would be nice. Naps. Getting published.