I'm stealing time.

Sneaky little thiefs, tech supportlingses are.  Sneaky little thieves.

I need to blog.  Too much to whine about.  Not enough time to do it.

Stress.  Unhappiness.

Stay tuned for a State-of-the-Brian-address sometime in the near future.

We hope.
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The spammers have won.

I no longer have an e-mail address.

As of today, I now recieve over 200 spam e-mails a day, and less than 1 legitimate e-mail (not counting MLs).

So. I'm going to set up a very simple filter.

All e-mail sent to me is automatically rejected unless it's from an ML I'm on, or they have the correct passphrase in the subject line.

Which is '[4chan]' (without the quotation marks).

I hate you all, spammers. You've made a once valulable tool a mockery.

Anyway.

I had something important to say. But it kind of faded in the face of yet another 2000+ e-mail load of over 95% spam.

So. Wallace does not need smack lain down upon him. And I didn't go to Comic-con -- though I'd love a job proofreading manga. Hell. I'd probably love being an editor for a magazine. But I don't write for a living, I answer the phones.

Le sigh.
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I'm filled with rage and apathy.

I'm in a situation I hate, but too tired and unmotivated to do anything about it.

I wonder how that's even possible. At any rate, times like this make me look at myself and wonder why I can't be what I want to -- why I have to be such a worthless slacker.

Work is stressful. Very stressful. I'm really unhappy.

But. What can I do about it? All phone jobs are likely to suck at least as badly.

I don't want to work tech support anymore. I can't handle it -- it's not the money, because this job pays well. But I'm just not happy doing this.

I envy people who can find passion to drive them through things. Or a job that they genuinely enjoy. I've tried a billion things -- I don't even like playing video games for money.

I wish I could be a writer....

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Some days, you know are going to be bad.

You can't complain when your carpool calls in sick.

But it is annoying when you find out 20 minutes before you're supposed to be at work on the day your timecards are due.

Also, your supervisor's voicemail box being either turned off or full (so it can't recieve messages) sucks, too.

I give up.

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Silence.

My brain is fried. I shall try blogging tomorrow.

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Note to self: Write massive diatribe.

Tenative title: How To Call Tech Support.

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