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My life can be ultimately summed up in one word; blah.

And boy does it sum my life up.  I’m melancholy about my job, I’m ready to quit, ready to go away, I’m sick of doing the same thing over and over again (oh and that thing, it’s called nothing).  I want something different, something new, something that feels worth it.  It’s not like I’m making any money at this job right now, as it is I’m barely meeting ends meet, and sadly I cant blame it on the economy, I can only blame it on the stupidity of my superiors, and my own stupidity for blindly following them out of loyalty.

It’s so fucking frustrating.  Right now I am so utterly pissed off life, and there’s really nothing I can do about it other than apply at other jobs and try to get a job that pleases my inner sense of adventure (or something like that), but anyway, enough about that.