Borders suck!

Today was kind of a toughie for me. I found out I could not under any circumstances apply for this job I was salivating over because I'm not eligible on a slight technicallity...I'm not 'stralian as they like to say here. I really wanted this job as it has all i'm looking for in life, excitement, intrigue, mental stimulation, research, a bit of law, a bit if science, it was perfect! Ok, I'm describing the life of a patents examiner (I am NOT a geek, I just love science). This job was advertised about a week ago and I had started seeing it as a way out of the lab job I currently loathe, sorry I meant hold. Where as I've written before, I'm about as mentally stimulated/ing as golf (don't let my boy read this, he won't be happy). I knew I was more than qualified, having studied patents law, graduated with a degree in biotechnology, a very hard and thorough worker...I could have had it. Why didn't my mum shag an aussie and give birth to me here? WHY? WHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!?????? So I proceeded to gorge, 2 potato cakes, a pita bread chicken sandwich, a vanilla slice, two wall street caramel icecreams. Then I felt better. Oh, and I called my boy at work in tears...he was soo nice. He did some research to find out why I was ineligble and found out it's because that particular department, just like defence department needs a really high level of security clearance as it deals in very sensitive information. So he called me back to tell me this and I felt ok ( I had already scoffed down the vanilla slice). Funny how a full tummy negates any other feelings you may have had before...if emotional eating works so well, how am I ever going to get out of it?
So it's back to the drawing board for me. I really need to find another job, my brain is dying, I can feel it.