Gam3r Con, Comic Con, w00tstock and all the other nerdiness that will soon invade San Diego because I’m gonna be networking my little buns off. Everything was all and I’d actually totally forgotten about how crappy I felt when I received an e-mail a few weeks ago telling me that I wasn’t going to a part of the second phase of a Community Management job I’d applied for. Well, that was until I’d received another one…

It hurt like crazy to see it again. Tears welled up in my eyes and I considered deleting it because to me rejection equals failure. But you know what? I printed that shit out and put it on the wall in my room because if there is one thing that I am it’s a fighter not a failure.

So here is to a few more weeks of busting my ass because by the end of the summer whether it’s somewhere local or if I have to relocate, I will have a Community Manager job and all of the hard work, angst, anxiety and such will be an afterthought and motivation to keep busting my ass. I have a lot up my sleeve that I was going to just throw to the side because it seemed trite or try-hard but fuggit, I’m bringing out the big guns. I may need some help, but I know the Universe and my friends have my back. I will do this.

It’s on like Donkey Kong.