How's that for symbolism?!

The dream I had this morning: I was on a rollercoaster in vegas. Also, vegas was one very ugly hotel with crappy games that were not remotely interesting to play. Arisia has more fun games to play than this place.

As opposed to the real world... where blood is thicker than talent. quiet_elegance's job evaporates in 2 weeks. The boss is taking his son back to work for him, you see after son attempted to strike out on his own elsewhere. The usual requests re: carpenters & jobs.

EDIT: While I appreciate the offers of sympathy, I feel like I'm a cross between can in static storm who is without a dryer sheet and the proveribal falling bowl of petunias: "oh no. not again." What I most need right now are things to cheer me up: solutions, humor, or even stories of shared woe.