Viable

I'm beginning to really feel like I'm wasting my time with this pointless job. I used to feel like I wanted to have a good job that wouldn't interfere with my "other life", but I'm starting to feel so bored, so stultitfied by struggling to get ahead in a pintless field that has nothing to do with anything relevant. I feel like if I was a special-ed teacher, or taught English in a "troubled" neighborhood, like the one I live in, I would be exhausted, but inspired to the point where I wanted to actually sit down and write, as opposed to forcing myself to sit down and make myself write. Plus, the job market is so bad, and job security is starting to seem like such a joke, why should I hang onot such a retarded job? The people who work as editors and production specialists and so on are such unebelievably ordinary, generic dumbshits, it's almost offensive to me sometimes. They're sort of vaguely "artsy", but totally uninspiring. They're just run of the mill office drones who dream of nothing other than being higher level office drones.
Maybe my "other life" would only be improved by having a more consuming, exhausting, mentally challenging and stimulating job. I don't really want to work harder, having a more involving, consuming job if it means sitting around thinking about expense reports and the bullshit of making pointless textbooks for generic suburban white kids fiscally viable.