Where Procrastination Meets Apathy - I won't care tomorrow.

     You know how hard it is to be cheery when secretly you're actually pretty miserable? Yeah, hello, my damn blog just became the same as every other friggin' blog in the entire web. How droll. So, yes, I'll leave it at that and then the next paragraph and then I'm done. Whining about life is pretty sad so I won't do it much.
     I try to be at least half-way decent at something and everytime I think I find it... eh, I'm substandard. I'm below average. I'm dull, boring, uninteresting, unmentionable. Just some guy that happens to be there. Oh sure, I can do damn near everything under, and above, the sun but who cares when you do everything barely up to par? Just wish there was something I did that stunned people, that wow'd them, that made them go "hot damn, that Goober! He's the best damn person I've ever seen do _____"
     Done now. At work. Stinks. Insane people, rotten problems. Seems to be outages everywhere and I've got to talk people through them. Rumor is it some disgruntled German woman is calling, ripping people a new one auf Deutch, and then hanging up. Oh joy of joys. Heh, can't wait to get her. Alright, break's over. Disappearing.