Jax's Artistic Journey...

So, I have this love hate relationship with my new job. I love to hate it. I've got this killer ear infection that seems to pay me a visit every other month. This month it chose to make me lose 50% of my hearing in my left ear. Lucky me. I'm going to a specialist Friday, but in the meantime I am working long hours and no one seems to give a shit I feel like I've been run over by a Mac truck. Oh well, I guess it's the life of a paper pushing grunt. While I make a zillion phone calls, chartering jets, renting limos, xeroxing neverending files and trying to make my boss look good...I'm also woofing down meals, not stopping for restroom breaks and trying to remain calm and collected...I find myself going through a meltdown. Halfway through the day I've completely lost my hearing, my head is pounding like it's on speed and I have the urge to keel over. Is this type of job worth it, even for the money and prestige? I think I go through this mental questioning every other week, but I realize people put up with a lot for a paycheck. I certainly do. I don't need this job per se, because I can walk on out and land another one tomorrow. My problem is that I'm lazy. I don't like job hunting, endless interviews, and starting over...I'm content with being in the job and just dealing with it even if it kills me. Maybe I'm just a hop, skip and a jump away from an aneurysm, but why do I do this to myself? Who knows. All I can say is that Raspberry rum has a big appeal for me of late. It's 9:40... in a few hours I'll be popping out of bed and going through the whole routine again. Life is beautiful.