After Billboard laid me off in March 2009, I searched for a job for 11 months—until the Census Bureau offered me respite for seven months. That came to an end last Friday. Now what?
Is there light at the end of the career tunnel? Maybe Mother Mary knows.
Or another long, dark, twisted brain fuck through the unemployment mineshaft?
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