A muse to amuse

I have hit a rut.

Not just any rut, but a Burj Dubai sized one.

And this is professionally, emotionally, psychologically etc etc (and any other "lly" that you might want to add)

Ever since I have been back from my vacation (which was awesome and the first one in 3 years, i would like to add), I have just felt drained.

The glass ceiling has been reached and there is nowhere higher to go professionally (apparently, I am too young for a senior management position - damn old people).

And to add to this a charity initiative that I was trying to get off the ground (bumper stickers where all the money goes to our boys in blue) has been squashed by our ever so concerned authorities. And I might be in a bit of trouble about this as well. Oh well.

But most of all, certain people (whose names shall go unmentioned but be warned I have taken ot a fatwa on your head and have also got voo doo kewpie dolls ready just in case) and Dubai have joined forces to proverbially punch me in the gut.

Just when I thought Dubai can't get any more hypocritical, we have a slew of incidents that up the level of hypocrisy.

But anyway, I am in desperate need of inspiration and so I am taking applications for a muse:

UK/US Educated (screw it - who am i kidding - You gotta be white - whiter than the driven snow), a substance abuser (not like you will go to jail), willing to jump to my every whim (hey, any of the boys in blue would), and open to making nice friendship (the locals seem to have nice friends in certain clubs - so why can't I) and open to working for peanuts (which is 1 peanut more than the subcons get so be grateful).

Applications to the usual address (hate filled posts will be frowned upon).