I think I broke my brain

Seriously. I think it's broken. Now, I'm not just being melodramatic here, I have actual legit reasons for coming to this conclusion. The first is that I've had a headache every day for the last 12 days and that can't be a good sign. It's certainly not a pleasant one, at any rate. The second is that I just spent the last 2 days trying to teach myself how to use some computer program that I've barely ever heard of before, let alone used, with nothing but online how to's and my inherent genius.

Needless to say, the combo of wikiversity and me is not one that will change the world as we know it. Here's the thing...I'm not actually stupid. In fact, I used to think I was pretty intelligent, and not just in a I read-a-lot-of-books-have-a-high-IQ-and-use-lots-of-extraneous-big-words kind of way. I thought I was a pretty well rounded smarty pants is what I'm trying to say. Turns out, not so much. A computer program broke my brain.

And so I offer a one time only KUDOS to all the super nerdy tech guys (and girls) who can understand all that needless garbage. Apparently it's not so needless when you're trying to get a job and people want you know how to use that crap.

That being said, I still hate the computer in general (probably more so now than before) and if I didn't need to have one to function effectively in today's society I totally wouldn't have one.

But let's bring this lovely ramble back around full circle. I really think I broke my brain and if I don't get this freakin job (for which I was trying to teach myself the aforementioned program) I really am going to have to go grad school cause my broken brain isn't fit for anything that might be practical or useful in the immediate future.