The universe seems content to place an unending series of obstacles in my path. I've been a college graduate for about a week and a half, but I still have no job to speak of. I have enough money saved up that I can live more or less comfortably for a month or two, but I'd rather have a job than have to live off of savings. I'm going to have to stay where I am for the time being, but so it goes. I really shouldn't complain too much; it could always be worse.
In the meantime, my job search continues. I'm not really any closer to knowing what I want to do with my life than I was four years ago, but I have to suppose that it will come to me eventually.