I took some comp time at work today (worked 11+ hours yesterday), came home early, went to the gym, wrote SHITLOADS of cover letters, and applied to...
wait for it....
FOUR places for OCI.
My school has nothing but IP/Tech Firms coming to OCI which does me no good since I took College Algebra twice, have a degree in what is affectionately known as a "soft science," and don't know shit from shinola about patent law or whatever the hell else those places do.
One federal government place is coming - check!
One TVPNM state government place is coming - see post yesterday - NO CHECK!
One outside state prosecuting attorney's office is coming and it's a state I like, so - CHECK!
One firm is coming that has a tiny Admiralty and Maritime practice area - CHECK!
One state's Supreme Court is coming with absolutely no description AT ALL about what job they might be hiring for, but it's a nice state, so - CHECK!
Unless I get a wild hair tonight and decide to try to look through all the firms again in the hopes that one of them doesn't require a Ph.D. in Biomechanical Engineering of Chaos Theory Calculus Long Division Biology, I think I'm done with stupid OCI.
I will be applying to basically every federal agency that exists, plus many that don't exist but might get confused and hire me anyway. I'm saving that for another day though. Right now, off to the library to get some smutty books.
M. recently sent me the funniest book I've read in FOREVER, when I get a chance I'll write a short blurb about it, and I plan on having another installment of My Horrible First Marriage -- The Saga, probably tomorrow night maybe.
UPDATE: Per request in the comments, the name of the book is:
I Love Everbody (and Other Atrocious Lies): True Tales of a Loudmouth Girl, by Laurie Notaro. M. thought that her book sounded like my writing style, and it does, only it's funny. And coherent.
