Found out today that I am not being hired for the job I really wanted. Another interview tomorrow for the job I don't especially want.

I know the universe doesn't owe me zip, but I just wish one really neat thing would "happen." A break. I've lost so much in the past year -- my job, man I was with 15 years, home, dogs.

None of my friends or family has volunteered to let me live with them a while, and I don't know where I am going to go when I leave this apartment at the end of the month.

I do not qualify for social services -- I am probably making things sound worse than they are -- Financially, I could stay here, but I think that it's imprudent to do so.

I haven't found a room to rent.

I moved to New Orleans from Florida, and I don't even know why.

I am not suicidal, but I don't want any more of this life, if this is what there is.