pH Balanced (When I started writing this)

So, how's this: I spent so much time trying to figure out the correct capitalization of pH that I forgot why I was going to title this posting like that. I mean, obviously it's a reference to the old Secret slogan (read: Strong enough for a man; pH Balance just for women. Sexist? They changed it anyways.) Odd. Perhaps my absent-mindedness is finally catching ... what was I saying?
Irregardlessly.
I like to consider myself ambitious (not like Macbeth, though) and generally not the "quitter" type. But I don't want to stay where I am in grad school. It's rather subpar in fulfilling my expectations. Granted, I'm not especially interested in the "education" they are giving me; nonetheless, I feel like a good program would force me, maybe subversively, to retain something and find some measure of worth in the program. It doesn't. I'm considering transferring. The last time I planned to change the school I was at was in high school - and I almost got expelled to make it happen!

I wish there were other effective ways to express a C. Montgomery Burns tone besides stupid italics ... what kind of "information age" are we really in, anyway?

I remembered why I chose that as the title - I wanted to talk about what I consider my strengths as a person.
I've always found my worth in what I could do:

• When I was a kid, I could do school.
• When I was a teenager, I could do writing.
• When I was in college, I could make money to pay for college.
• When I was a ... Now my value is mostly in my job.

I like to think I'm a decent teachist, but it's summer time. I have no kids to validate me. So I'm taking classes. I hate my classes. HATE. So I have stuff around my house that needs attention. My windows are ashambles (the actual windows, not treatments). I just finished fixing them. So I feel strong. Then I look around my office and I see the damn mess that is my life. And I feel frustrated. I've got bookshelves full of books that I want to catalogue and organize. I've got a dozen boxes of school stuff I need to sort through. I've got comic strips recently published that I need to scan for my future curriculum & for next school year. I've got old window blinds on the floor. I've got about 8 oz of caulk I need to run downstairs. And I keep misspelling words that I shouldn't misspell!!!!
Why is it that when people see something horrific, they think about it constantly, but when they see a link directing them to a video of 2 grown men playing with Diet Coke and Mentos for three minutes, they click it almost immediately?