'cause I spend so much mental effort reflecting. Nyuk.

So here's what I've been thinking in regards to this insufferable job situation. I pretty obviously have little choice but to suffer it. There ain't jack diddly for other jobs in... probably the country right now, unless I either feel like entering the military or suddenly pull a medical degree out of my ass, and losing my income is simply not an option, since there are a lot of places where that income needs to be going. I am, as I have oft lamented, entirely stuck. The road to nowhere is long.

What does this mean? It means that the easiest thing here to change is, in fact, me.

Now I don't fancy myself a person of particularly sound mental fortitude, but I pulled a hat trick fairly recently, actually. See the journal entry "vghhh." That was something else entirely, but somehow or another I got over that in one fell swoop, as my inner voice of reason suddenly slapped some sense into the rest of my mind and told me to get the hell over it, and so I did. Maybe I can do that again. Maybe. It's all a perspective thing. Yes, my job ruined me and continues ruining me, but since I'm not about to change it, there's no sense in being that damn miserable about it. In short, I'm just gonna have to friggin' deal. Things can't stay this way forever.

Sooooo yeah, basically all I can do is that, try to chill out a little and smell a rose or two, or something. I might have to bend a couple of my own thought processes a little bit, as it were. Bleh, here I go again, nothing coming out of me is making any sense to me right now, so, yeah, I'll work on all this and we'll see what happens.

Cursory side note is good news this time: I finally got the damn replacement batteries more than a week after I ordered the things, and now my 5-in-1 Geek Pen works and fills me with nerdy giddiness.