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Ahh, Thanksgiving. That American holiday where we celebrate forcefully taking a nation over and killing its original inhabitants.

Of course, that isn’t what we learn in school, and it technically isn’t what we celebrate now, but the history is hard to ignore and sad to boot. Today, however, for me, it is a day to sleep way the hell in, cuddle with cats and then drag myself to my moms to eat pizza and watch whatever. For years I have been living on my own in a different city from the rest of my family so I would lay about and do a lot of nothing. For a few years I would gather with friends, but today, honestly? I would still be in bed if I hadn’t promised my mom I would spend time with her.

The job hunt is starting to get to me. I received another rejection today, which makes the 15th ish? I get it, I do. The economy is sluggish, there are several people who are without jobs, who are living on the street or hungry and I’m incredibly lucky. I’m not disputing any of that. It’s just tough. It’s tough to get the rejection, it’s tough to know you don’t actually have the knowledge or the experience and that these companies don’t really have to take a chance on you. Which means I need to buckle down and find something to make into a career. Sooner than later. Because, honestly, the cats aren’t holding down their end of the bargain and aren’t helping with the housework or the bills at all.