March 8th, 2004

Doom

If it's not one thing, it's another ...

Oh, man ...

So, here I am, orphaned and unemployed ... stuck in both a no-light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel job search, and a seeming unending project of sorting through my Mom's stuff (plus that "Mr. Mom" gig). And what shows up in my e-mail box today? Hmmmm? YES! The Career Management group that I've been working with the past year (those Tuesday trips out to the 'burbs), has GONE OUT OF BUSINESS "effective immediately"! Can you say "feeling abandoned"? Sure you can. Can you say "more chaos was not high on my wish list"? I sure the hell am.

O.K. I've had just about enough of this game. I'm sick of being kicked around by reality. THIS WOULD BE A REAL GOOD TIME FOR THE UNIVERSE TO SAY IT'S ALL BEEN A SICK JOKE AND COUGH UP A NICE FAT LOTTERY PRIZE!!! Otherwise, I'm not sure if I'm going to remain responsible for my actions. Remember, a crazy Brendan is a bad Brendan!

Grumble, grumble, grumble, mutiny, mutiny, mutiny ...


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