No ducks in a row (again)

When I signed up to be a journalist I knew that job stability would not come for many years. I was prepared to go from short term job to contract and so on. I was ok with that because at least I would have an idea of when each contract or term would end. I would be prepared.
I was not prepared to walk into work this morning and find out that I had been laid off. The finances at my small time paper hadn't been good for a while and I was the most expendable employee.
So, here I am, back on the unemployment train. I didn't enjoy my first ride very much and am not looking forward to it the second time around. It doesn't help that I will be trying to figure this out while by myself in Picton. Last time, at least I could schedule a mid-day freak out with Janey. Does anyone have spare couch space in Toronto?
I will continually try to find a job, even if a large part of me would just like to get on plane and go somewhere, anywhere.
Wish me luck, I can use all the luck I can get.