work work work

so... did i mention that i hate my job? oh, yeah... well i do. which really sucks, if you think about it, since i spend at least 11 hours every day in the sphere of work (getting there, being there, getting home) make that a solid dozen if you count the hour in the morning getting ready- since that is spent entirely thinking about work as well. ick. i have spent some time looking around, casually, but it appears that a new job is not going to pop up anytime time soon. so i must reconcile myself to this existence, for at least a few months more.... how does one do that, exactly? become ok with doing something everyday that you really don't enjoy? can there be contentness in that? happiness even? sigh. it bugs me. but this is something i'm processing through these days. with help, of course. i gotta say, 25 is a much harder year than i thought it was going to be. cuz people expect me to be, like, a grown-up now. i certainly didn't sign up for that.
umm... my thoughts are messy today. i can't really find a solid point to hold on to...
back to work.