Didn't get the Rhinelander job (didn't even score an interview.) This is only the tenth or eleventh time I've applied, and it's going to damn well be the last. I clearly don't count for very much around here; I've already sworn that when I come back with a published book and do a poetry reading or a book signing, it'll be somewhere else besides Rhinelander. They flat-out refused to give me an academic letter in high school purely because my accomplishments had nothing to do with sports. The newspaper didn't report my undergrad graduation, and despite being handed the information for my Masters degree, that hasn't appeared in the paper either. They're too busy reporting the crimes of my former high school classmates.
I need to get out of this town.
Meanwhile, I won ten bucks on a website. One up in a whole sea of downs.
Sigh.
Nothing much going on with me otherwise. Talk to you soon.
Ta,
Bec
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