Me too, but my choices are limited & there's no easy way out, so seeing as I apparently don't automatically qualify for a darwin award, I might as well hang around a while.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death
Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow,
A poor player that strut's and fret's his hour upon the stage and is heard no more,
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. - Macbeth