10/5/07
On Thursday I almost cracked for a really stupid reason. Fortunately washing dishes while listening to 1530AM KCMN helped me find a center even if it is a temporary center.

I really need to get the fuck out of this job. No seriously.

Two things reinforced this idea. Jaybird forwarded a headhunter letter to me about a two year stint with the laughable promise of becoming permanent but it was $17-$22 an hour. Also the Pikes Peak Workforce Center left a message on my voicemail about a position except it was temp and paid $12 an hour which meant it was immediately declined because I'm making more being miserable.

Still frustrated that my resumes from my week off in September never got any responses.

I refuse to go into debt. I refuse to continue working for Usury, Inc..

They're not worth my hatred. It's useless to have fantasies about quitting and laughing at their AIDS as I walk out the door. Did I mention it's counterproductive? Well, it is.

Grunt smashed and killed lots of stuff. Grunt decided to check out prior levels to see if they had magic memory vaults full of gold. They didn't so Grunt went back down and waited for a day to pass in order to continue his adventure.

Either I've developed an amazing poker face at work or folks can tell it's covering up a volcano of frustrating, dissatisfaction and rage. The more I push things down and force myself to be mild, patient and personable the more I fear I'm going to fucking snap with awful, awful consequences.