Kind of stressed out. Yet another job prospect fell through, and as soon as I get home from the 5-hour drive, my mother starts telling me that I'm not working hard enough at job hunting. Yeah, thanks Mom. Just what a guy who's tired, frustrated and questioning his own worth, reason for living and place in the world (or lack thereof) really needs to hear. I don't even want that hug any more, at least not from you.
That was a few days ago, but I'm still fairly pissed. And tired. And having a really hard time focusing. Job hunting is like doing a really boring research project forever.