humpty dumpty

sat on a wall
and gave up
because Wednesdays
suck.

I think I need to forage for dinner but I'm putting off because the thought of finding food is just anti-kim at the moment. I've been putting off getting more heartburn meds too, but today may be the last in a series of straws, and I'm going to just give in and go back to Target and get something. Again. *sigh* Someday, they'll come up with something to just fix it, and then I don't have to wake up feeling like I'm the third cousin twice removed of Benji the Dragon. :P

Today I felt...ineffectual. It's not a new feeling, but it's something that just bites, no matter how you look at it. I'd like to have a job wherein I feel like I'm making some kind of difference on the planet, and I mean, from some perspectives, I suppose I am...but I've been at this job for almost 2 years and when I wake up in the morning, it's been 2 years too long.

I love my coworkers. They're great. I don't mind my clients, or the computer systems that are actually cleverly designed flaming hoops with a snack size Snickers on the other side as incentive. I don't mind the cube, too much, because it has a rolly chair, which makes me happy on weird crappy days, like today, when I forgot there was a cube behind me and flipped the chair around and noseplanted myself into the cube wall. Good thing it's padded, I guess. It's management I dislike.

I could go on, but it's redundant. To sum up: do this, in this time frame, get me a schedule of it, and voila! Insta-meeting, supposed to last an hour, and fitting into 2 hours. I wasn't even *in* the meeting today, my trainee was. And now tomorrow, when I'm supposed to be reviewing, I'll be in the other fourth of the meeting.

Before you all, I declare this Humpty Dumpty Day. He wasn't just sitting on that freaking wall, he was trying to leave cubeland. I swear to god. Catbert pushed him.