Decisions, decisions.
Work was surprisingly low-key and amicable with Harold today. I switched my Friday for his Sunday shift b/c he and the family want a few days up in cottage country, so I now have tomorrow off. Not that I'll get anything done: synap has planned a lot of running around for us after he gets off work at 1p.m. - oh well, it's a day that I don't have to up-sell at least....
I sat up last night and rolled 3700 pennies. Tomorrow I'll take them to the bank, get some "real" money for them, and we can order in some sushi for dinner - it's amazing how scaled down my life has become.
BobbyD was kind enough to let me know that Indigo called him for a reference yesterday, so, I guess that they're still considering me for the position. I had given up on that job - now, if I get it, I'll have to decide whether to take it and become a retail-free vampire, or stick it out with Harold (who's finally giving me what I want) until something better comes along. I dunno.
No further word from MM, JRL or his sister. I'm giving them all the weekend before I start freaking out about being "informed".
I want to write, but I'm frustrated. I have art pieces to finish, but doubt is once again stopping me. I have to channel the "fuck it!" attitude that I had towards my V sketch - that made it easier than usual. Eternal question: why is it that the most personally gratifying endeavours are also the hardest?
SHIT! It's 10p.m. and I've forgotten to eat! goddamned, soul-sucking, time-wasting internet...
I sat up last night and rolled 3700 pennies. Tomorrow I'll take them to the bank, get some "real" money for them, and we can order in some sushi for dinner - it's amazing how scaled down my life has become.
BobbyD was kind enough to let me know that Indigo called him for a reference yesterday, so, I guess that they're still considering me for the position. I had given up on that job - now, if I get it, I'll have to decide whether to take it and become a retail-free vampire, or stick it out with Harold (who's finally giving me what I want) until something better comes along. I dunno.
No further word from MM, JRL or his sister. I'm giving them all the weekend before I start freaking out about being "informed".
I want to write, but I'm frustrated. I have art pieces to finish, but doubt is once again stopping me. I have to channel the "fuck it!" attitude that I had towards my V sketch - that made it easier than usual. Eternal question: why is it that the most personally gratifying endeavours are also the hardest?
SHIT! It's 10p.m. and I've forgotten to eat! goddamned, soul-sucking, time-wasting internet...