This is my last day as a student (being officially enrolled, that is). It's a wee bit scary, and I don't know what to do with myself.

In the short term, though, there are dishes I want to try make, and I've gotta tidy up the flat. Keep busy, I suppose.

I hate job hunting though. There're prolly few things on earth that would make you feel as worthless. And desperate.

And things I love doing that aren't job options (for me): pole, dance, and papercutting.