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Jan. 11th, 2004 03:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
joiedecombatIt appears that my time is officially up.
Called my brother today to let him know I was planning to drive back down tomorrow. He pointed out that it's not very realistic - especially given the three months I've already spent there with no results to show for it - to assume that I'd be able to find a job and get enough of an income to be in my own apartment by March, which is when he and his fiancee are getting married and aren't going to want me around any more.
In other words, don't bother.
I'm not out of options yet. The JET program is still in the works. I could go to grad school, assuming Dad's willing to pay for Yet More Education. I could go stay with my father for a while and try my luck in the Land of the Yuppies.
What gets me is that I liked Destin. I really wanted to live there. But this pretty much nixes that idea.
Dammit.
Called my brother today to let him know I was planning to drive back down tomorrow. He pointed out that it's not very realistic - especially given the three months I've already spent there with no results to show for it - to assume that I'd be able to find a job and get enough of an income to be in my own apartment by March, which is when he and his fiancee are getting married and aren't going to want me around any more.
In other words, don't bother.
I'm not out of options yet. The JET program is still in the works. I could go to grad school, assuming Dad's willing to pay for Yet More Education. I could go stay with my father for a while and try my luck in the Land of the Yuppies.
What gets me is that I liked Destin. I really wanted to live there. But this pretty much nixes that idea.
Dammit.
