Rantings

Sometimes I wonder if it's all really worth the trouble...

If I am so good at what I do, why am I being punished by preventing me from doing it? The irony is killing me.

I need the damn money. And I think it's time to find a new job. Thing is, like any normal human being, I fear change. I don't think I will be able to find a new job, the way the economy is and all that crap. I mean, anew job that allows me to do what I love to do and pay me roughly the same as I USED to be paid. Grrr.

How come my friends have no qualms about changing jobs? Is it just me? (Excuse me, while I battle this bout of self-pity and loathing...) Sob. I wonder if I'm ever going to be happy about my work again.

I need the damn money.