Change of Plans

I didn't get the job I applied for in Boston.  So, now I have to figure out where I'm going to be working next year on top of everything else that I'm trying to shove into days that literally don't have enough hours in them.

Thank you for your well wishes.  No, I don't want to talk about it.  No, I have no idea where I'll be come July.  Yes, I am listening to "Illumination" by Gogol Bordello on repeat. 

Okay, then.