I love you, The Littlest Birds, really I do - but you're not giving me enough hours. And my bills are squeezing me to death.
I have to find something to compensate, but Demand Studios editors can be such complete morons, making it really discouraging to write for a real income.
Job hunting is so fatiguing. I'm so sick of it. I've been doing it nearly constantly for almost three years now. I am so tired of it. When will my one real job come?
