Burnout, Round 2
So the good news is that this blog comes to all of you from my brand new apartment.
My apartment, also known as Casa de Crap, still has some work to be done on it. Hence the name Casa de Crap. But it's really not all that bad. I just love to exaggerate.
The bad news is that I'm essentially in the same place that I was at a year ago: quickly burning out at MoMIS and struggling to not freak out in the manner that I did at the Cheesecake Factory last year.
The good thing is that I know that I have a psychologically legit condition. But the only way for me to get any better at this point is to find a new job.
I'm working on it.
Time to put my laundromat-fresh clothes away, eat some dinner, and enjoy some popcorn and Mike's Cranberry lemonade with a few DVD's.
Sad, but true. This is what corporate burnouts do on Friday nights.
My apartment, also known as Casa de Crap, still has some work to be done on it. Hence the name Casa de Crap. But it's really not all that bad. I just love to exaggerate.
The bad news is that I'm essentially in the same place that I was at a year ago: quickly burning out at MoMIS and struggling to not freak out in the manner that I did at the Cheesecake Factory last year.
The good thing is that I know that I have a psychologically legit condition. But the only way for me to get any better at this point is to find a new job.
I'm working on it.
Time to put my laundromat-fresh clothes away, eat some dinner, and enjoy some popcorn and Mike's Cranberry lemonade with a few DVD's.
Sad, but true. This is what corporate burnouts do on Friday nights.
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