We'll be singing when we're winning

A few weeks ago, I was laid off from my primary job. I was writing for a start-up website, and they're still struggling to figure out the financial side of the business. Thankfully, I'd already been freelancing for TheFix.com, and they offered me some part-time work writing about addiction recovery. Everyone there has been so welcoming, and I'm learning a lot, so I am extremely grateful for that opportunity.

But while I have been enjoying this unintentional semi-summer vacation, I will eventually need more work. I had hoped I wouldn't have to open CoverLetter.doc again so soon, but here we go. To be honest, there are quite a few days when the job search makes me feel something like this:

I will use any excuse to work Jason Segel into a post because he is THE BEST.

Despite that, I am doing my best to stay positive. I've thrown myself into networking, and through that, I've connected with some truly great people. Whether or not they end up being any help professionally, just talking with like-minded individuals has given me inspiration and reawakened my excitement to be pursuing a journalism career. Moving to New York was always a gamble, and I'm determined to make it work one way or another.

Besides, if worse comes to worse, maybe I'll just copy the girl who accidentally attached a picture of Nic Cage to her application instead of her resume.

Hire me. OR ELSE.

Fool proof, right? In the words of the immortal Chumbawamba, I get knocked down, but I get up again.

First Miley, now this. You guys love my music taste.

Yup, "Tubthumping" is my song of the day (or the month, or however long it takes me to find a job!) Sadly Chumbawamba just broke up yesterday (who even knew they were still around?), so this feels especially appropriate. RIP to the band that wrote the favorite song of my entire fourth grade class. Thanks for the motivation to get through another round of job applications.