I’m tired. Didn’t sleep well after a charitable benefit banquet I went to last night at the Bev Hilton. I spent $150 on a (reduced price) seat in the hopes of meeting a big macher, when in fact there were none available anywhere. I even wasted money on getting my hair did for the event. I give up. I’m a loser, no one wants me. I may as well throw in the towel now. Problem is, I can’t afford my life, so I need a biz partner, aka a spouse. So I’ll soldier on.

Working on a Prescription Medication job now. Pharmaceutical co’s have huge budgets and so their commercials pay our bills, Thank Hashem. Thank God for drugs, that is. That assuage the pain that we endure by working our asses off—-getting nowhere.