Cut yer hair and get a job

So I've lived like common people dammit (can you tell whose been listening to Pulp TOO DAMN MUCH) , and I need a design job!! Should I suck it up and email the old boss..I wonder if he'd even care anymore..I can't fucking scour Craigsshitlist anymore, but I got no really good connections. Everyone's always so damn busy with their own lives. But my creativity is shriveling and my parents are bitching and it's sad. Oy! Check out this lil' ketchup bottle I designed fer some bloggy constest..yeah, I didn't win of course. But damn, I think the lil' fucker is CUTE.

He's all, "Imma caaaa-RAZY dawg! Googly moogly!!"

Should I suck it up and get another internship..?? I dunno. I mean, being an intern was pretty effin goodtimes, but in the end, Krissy needs some $cha-ching$ so she can buy concert tix, knowwutahmean?

Plus, jesus, I think I need to like, completely RELEARN InDesign, I haven't used the fucker in sooo long. I've always said, "Give me Illustrator or give me death!" But I know I should grow the eff up and use an big person program. Sigh.