Are there any GOOD days I'm going to have? It doesn't seem like it. No matter how "not bad" any particular 24-hour period might be working out, there is always SOMETHING that slams in on it to make it a bad, depressing, stressful, anguished, hateful day. There are so many people and institutions that I would like to BUTCHER at this point. If I have one more fucking credit card denied I think I'm going to start sending C4 in with their fucking bills. Damn them all to hell. Unfortunately, the way things look, for ME in my fucking life, it's like the beer slogan ... it just doesn't get any better than this! No ... this is as good as it gets, since things get more Hellish and insane day after day after fucking day. At this point I really don't believe that anybody is gong to HIRE me, and I'm pretty damn sure that any "retraining" that I launch into for a career change is going to be in whatever will be completely unneeded in the workforce once I'm done getting re-educated. Damn. Suicide looks better every fucking day, but I SWEAR that if I'm going down, I'm going to take as many of those god-damned motherfucking sacks of shit with me that I can!