Tuck your tail between your legs, get down on your hands and knees, and humbly return to a former employer

I think the title of this entry explains it all... Actually. 

Due to the painstaking process of waiting for freelance jobs to pay (a combination of me not demanding half the money up front, as well as the client being completely retarded), I have to return to my former employer in hopes of getting a part time job. 

I'm reminded of the episode of the Simpsons when Homer has previously quit his job at the power plant, but has to return to try to get his old job back... There is a large door labeled "Applicants" and a small, demeaning doggy-door type entry that brands the label "Supplicants" above it.  Hopefully, I can get a job that is only 10 hours a week, so I can still maintain my sturdy schedule of sleeping in until at least 10 a.m. 

Life is hard.

Hopefully, it'll all work out.