It could be worse

well, it seems like every day I lose hope, a little here - a little there. I eat more. I work more. I'm more and more depressed.

Yesterday I grew a huge set of man balls. I emailed my superiors and asked to have my desk location moved from Depressing to Perfect. I felt energized, I felt like even if I failed it would be fine because I tried, I felt good. Today, the ceiling came crashing down. One of my superiors called me, one of the ones that I have never met and who - if they walked into my cubby I would honestly say: Who are you and why the h-e-double hockey sticks are you in my cubby? She called and said, we have discussed this and we can't do it. The End.

Now, after 8 years with the same company I am feeling like my career is going down the tubes and my college education is a waste.

Spinning out of control.

xxoo,

Frootie!