November 23rd, 2006

lom sam fu


You are spared the morning rant I was working on all this morning on the bus. Lets just say that 40C and frayed tempers do not mix, and I was a bit peeved at being insulted and treated like the help by those who consider themselves my betters (without anything to demonstrate why this should be so aside from their mobolithic egos).

Also, I was at sixes and sevens because we kept having blackouts, causing hideous data loss for both work and play.

But never mind, I've just had a nibble on one of my job applications, which is both thrilling and terrifying. Not that I think running away will solve any of my problems (aside from introducing a welcome geographical rift with the bipedal ones) but staying here, sticking it out, chin up, turning the other cheek, making the best of it, stiff upper lip and trying to look on the bright side are, frankly, exhausting and driving me to an early grave. I'm done with trying to make everyone else happy. Sure, I'll mess it up, but I think I'd regret it if I didn't try something different.
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