I woke this morning to White Zombie. Wow. That is not the right way to kick off your day, so I hit the snooze button. I didn't officially wake til much later, and I haven't gotten it together yet.
Not even close.
The coffee isn't kicking in, and nor are the herbals. I know it takes a bit, but this feeling of fuzzy-headed emptiness is odd, to say the least. Part of the reason I'm looking forward to going to this Job Finding Club thing...

Oh wait. I didn't mention that, did I?
A Job Finding Club is something that anyone who lives in Canada and is unemployed should take advantage of. So far as I've seen. I'll keep updating on the progress, but the basic idea is that you go into this club 5 days a week from 9-3:30, and look for work. There are two facilitators, and they teach you new ways of looking for work, or help you with resumes, or whatever.
Apparently, I'm doing something wrong, so it's worth a shot.

I went over to one of my Changeling players houses last night, and was reminded why we decided to take the townhouse at Keele and Bloor. It'll be nice to have a real home. If I can get a real job to go along with it...
Changeling went okay, I think. Work needs to be done, I suppose. I need to do alot of things I'm behind on. I need to call a bunch of people, figure out the bills, go up to the mall, call Jackie and tell her I won't be there tonight...
Everytime I manage to get to the point where I get it together, something else comes up. Stretch and tone, or free food and booze and gambling? You decide, you'll likely come up with the same things I did.

I haven't spoken to Certain People That I'm Really Wanting To Talk To in almost a week.
That bothers me.

Oh...and Re: Last entry? Some of that stuff was cleared up, and though it's not necessarily forgotten, it's forgiven.
I only do one or the other, never both. It's a flaw. But if anyone knows anything about me (and if you've read any of this, you know enough), knows that I embrace my flaws! I revel in my vices!

We all need a hobby.

I think I'm waking up. With forty thousand things to do today, I'd better.
Hrm. It just occured to me that things online have been rather quiet lately; and instead of doing work, answering mail, or cleaning up my room, or the house, I end up sitting here, waiting for something to happen. Or someone to come on.

Just got off the phone with Sarah A. We were discussing flaws of various people we know, which is why I embrace mine! Hah! Take that.
I decided to go to class instead of the thing with Sarah. Why? Dawn.
Dawn's this girl I ended up hanging out with in second year university. She started the program as I was taking my second run at the core course. We did stuff like hang out, talk about various problems, and go to LGB dances where people assumed we were dating. It was kind of funny, but rather flattering, and I could do much worse than Dawn. Basically, due to my illness, I disappeared, and never heard from her again, nor she from me. I cut all ties with Brock after a spectacularly rotten night just after I got out of the hospital.
So, when she turned up, living at Jackie's, it was, needless to say, a bit of a surprise. We're going to go out after class and have coffee or something, so, I figure I should really do that instead of icing her. Plus I'm feeling rather cowlike lately. Exercise can hardly be a bad thing.

I really have to start getting on stuff. And...
*sighs*
It's weird, how you notice an absence in pattern. Even if it is simply an online absence.
I called the Building Inspector. I still need to call the doctor, clean some. Must be responsible. Must enter stuff in day book and calendar. Must get moving...

Someday, I'll do things right.