I have conceded defeat. I have yet to discern whether it was worth it, but the point remains that I can be a good person. Actually, I'm just trying to reset my karma, but oh well.
I'm horrendously exhausted. My frontal lobes are numb, not from being overworked but from not being used at all. I wish I had a job that challenged me in the slightest. Alas, in two days I will have no job at all. No word yet on the benefits of unemployment. Expect manic stressed entries, if any at all, over the next few weeks. Must now go plead with Head Honcho to leave half hour early since left half hour late last night. In same conversation, will be down on my knees for a letter of recommendation. Not a good combination.