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So, I was laid off of my job. Er, I was laid off of my internship. You didn't know that could happen, did you? I can't say that I didn't see it coming though. NowPublic has been operating on investor contributions since its inception several years ago. Still not generating any revenue, it is no wonder to me that investors have pulled back on funding, or stopped altogether. It seems to me there should have been a goal of developing the website so they could sustain themselves, but so far that does not appear to be the case.
It is too bad for them, there are (were) some talented writers and creative individuals working for them. Even us lowly interns had a massive potential to contribute to the site (potential never tapped into, but still...) I have serious issues with the way the lay-offs occurred as well as a personal issues with how I was treated at the end, but it is all behind me now. I remind myself daily that I didn't actually like the job at all, and so it is good that it is over.
I've said it before and i will say it again. Looking for jobs stinks. I do solidly believe there is no better, faster way to lose self esteem, faith in mankind and sleep than by looking for jobs.
Luckily I have a lot of packing to do (we are moving to a new apartment this weekend!) and a visit with Julie to look forward to (March 20! Yay!) to keep me somewhat occupied when I cannot stand the sound of my own email-cover-letter-voice any longer. It is a bit chilly these last few days to really want to be outside but sitting in the sun of the windows has been nice. I talk to Moose a lot. He burps back in find response.
I haven't lost all hope yet. Spring is here and the clocks were pushed forward. Light and crocuses do make a difference. I hadn't planned on digging into my tax refund the moment after it was deposited into my account, but hey, I didn't plan on living in Vancouver all that long ago either.

An I Lost My Job Haiku.

In turn winter green
Day end night comes slow and gray-
Monday last pay cheque.