Jobless and hopeless

So, I guess wanting something so bad enough to will it to happen isn't a reality. Does that mean that buying kitchen utensils won't automatically get you a job? Yep, guess not. I musta been confuzzled. I haven't posted much because a)I'm lazy b)I don't have too much to say 3)I've been trying to focus on my job search here in Rennes/France. Yes, I realize that I just wrote a, b and 3-that's how I roule. I do want to write about my vacances or at the very least upload some pics and write sarcastic comments-you guess which will most likely occur. But, for now, I'm a little held up on the fact that I had two entretiens for a poste of lectrice(how's that for franglais, Victoria?) in the past few weeks one of which I mentioned on here and said how I didn't get it. Well, the second one I had yesterday and I got an email this morning saying that they had the regret to informer me that I didn't get it and that I got the 3rd place, so if person#1 and person#2 decline, the poste is as good as mine. Skip-ih-dee-doo-dah! Who would eeeever decline that? A lecteur position is like crack for non-EU citizens. Crack, I tell you!

This means I have about a month to magically find a job in France. A job that will either sponsor my visa or a job that would fit the FACC requirements. Plus, I'm trying to stay in Rennes. Oh, I should find that job in about...a quarter to never. I am looking in other towns in Bretagne and I wouldn't rule out Paris. Anybody know of anything? I really don't want to become a student again just for the visa and then work 5 bajillion jobs like this year for a meager salary, it just isn't moving forward and that's what I need to do at this point. I have 26 ans...I'm no spring chicken of 20 like I was when I came to this country for the first time. I can't keep on doing this, my desire to stay and live here is not so overwhelming that I'd be willing to be completely stagnant. And that is what I would be if I were to be a student again...stagnant. So, for now I'm crossing my doigts so tightly that I will probably eventually form a misshapen claw. At least then I would have something different than other candidates if I go for more interviews...a misshapen claw. Yes, that must be the ticket to France. Well, I think me and my ten-fingered-for-now self shall goeth now...eth. But, I just wanted to spread the wealth...misery loves company, right? Don't forget, any job offers you hear about, I'll be there with bells on!