There’s an episode of Gravity Falls where the characters fall down a bottomless pit. It’s one of those short story episodes where each character tells their own mini story. They did this because they were so incredibly bored while falling down the pit. I guess I understand that feeling. This whole situation is one bottomless pit and I’m falling down it. But I’m not scared or sad or angry. I’m just really fucking bored. Tomorrow I have my 12th job interview. I think it’s the 12th. I never counted. I don’t even want to be hired, but I know that I have to have a job. Something has to happen. I’m so incredibly tired of nothing happening. I’m wishing that I just hit a bottom already instead of this infinite falling down. I’m slowly but surely accepting the fact that I’ll never go back to academia. My labmate has yet again said they were going to look over my draft and hasn’t. I’ll probably hear the same thing next week about being busy. Which I’m sure he is, but also it’s ok to just say you can’t do it instead of keeping me on read essentially. IDK. All I know is that falling down this pit is so incredibly boring.