Goldwater64

A great measure of a place is that you easily leave it and go somewhere you really want to be.

In all fairness, the waiting seems terrible now, but in some ways that's a fun part of the process. At this point, there's still some uncertainty and you never know what could happen, for all you know you'll be accepted everywhere. So you fantasize a little about where you'll be a few months from now, who your adviser will be, and dream of being a doctoral student in a program you love, especially if you aren't already in grad school... The reality of budget cuts, departmental bureaucracy, shabby treatment, annoying fellow graduate students, poor advising, and lack of job openings in higher education aren't at the forefront. The future holds limitless possibilities, every email is a possible acceptance, every voicemail or unknown number a professor saying, "I love you, I've got money for you, call me." At this point, you've only begun the wonderful journey of anxiety about acceptance, validation from others, and financial worries that is a 5+ year doctoral degree, but also the bonding process of commiserating with others in a similar situation when everyone else says, "you don't have a real job." I would say enjoy it.

Granted I'm in a different field, but my adviser has always kept an eye on employability and made suggestions on what would get me employed, and she has always understood that eventually, y'know, I'd have to work, like, for money. This is sometimes abnormal as many faculty don't inhabit the same job universe as the rest of us, but you should bring it up with them. Just say you want to talk about employment options, and if they're willing, you will send them your resume to look over, if they any suggestions or leads to let you know. I hate doing this kind of stuff, but honestly, it's a lot better than being unable to pay the bills, right? Volume is also important-- apply for everything, and I mean everything that comes up. Eventually, someone will call.

ahaha.. that's what my undergrad professor told me when I said I wanted to go to grad school...

In all fairness, the whiniest and most often complaining person in my program is not the youngest but the oldest. The oldest tend to have life experience, but they also tend to be the people who have the most changed living situation upon starting graduate school, and for some of them the trade off is not necessarily worth it.