Help, please?

[reymonkey]

Okay, I know I don't have a lot of people on my Flist, and I know not many people read this journal, but if you are reading this, please help me out and take a look and spread the word about suff I'm selling on EBay. Right now there's pics here and here.
I'm really desperate here. I haven't gotten a new job yet, I have rally truly no money, as in 'sorry I can't buy anybody anything for christmas this year, let alone lunch today.'
Right.
Off to call job ads. Everything I call on says the position has already been filled, and I never get a single call back from the places that only give you a place to fax or eml the resume.

Comments

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

Heh... well they're in relisting, you see, because nobody bid on them the first time around...
sorry. don't listen to me, I;m really off today. If I was D.S. I'd be sitting down with about a gallon of ice cream.

[twitchnosewitch.livejournal.com]

I know how it is, darling. *pets* It's okay. Talk if you need to talk.

Or bring Cole out if you need to. Rosie could use a bit of wanton destruction too. ;)

[reymonkey.livejournal.com]

He's being angsty and drunk and somebody needs to smack him around a little until he sobers up enough to see straight. He only does wanton destruction on accident, but the front hall of his house is a mess right now.

I just kinda lost it today. It's like I had a set amount of ability to deal with the day, and it got used up by about noon, and I just... lost it.
And I'm not somebody who loses it often, really. I almost never even cry... but after I posted this I checked a couple other things online and next thing I knew I just had to go curl up for a little while.
I might be up for some T.C. angst tomorrow, but I think I'm just gonna take a little sabbatical from life for the rest of tonight. Thanks for caring though, that means a lot. :)

[twitchnosewitch.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Happy to help, sweetie.

Let me know if he still needs smacking around. ;)