So I have a job. Sort of. And I'm still on unemployment ( Read more... )

I've been job searching for ten days and have come to the conclusion that I don't want any of those jobs, I want my old job.

And now I want to cry again.

My eye doctor appointment today did not get off to a right start. I had something come up at work, so I was away from my desk when my phone alarm went off. I called the office, they said I could still come, even late, and there wasn't a late fee. So I went, sat through the the usual round of putting my forehead against machines looking at blurry ( Read more... )

I've not been very good at going to the gym lately. It's been several weeks, to be honest. So I decided yesterday that I need to start going again or cancel the membership - no use in throwing away money ( Read more... )

So.

My muse has committed mutiny and jumped ship. I haven't written anything substantial in weeks. I've been in denial for some time, but to put the stark, ugly truth to words, I haven't the foggiest idea how to write any more. I've not quite reached the point of wrist-slitting despair; I keep hoping that once my editor friend sends me back ( Read more... )

So. I put some water on the stove to boil so I could make spaghetti for my lunch tomorrow. Then I sat down in front of the TV to wait and promptly forgot about said water. I only remembered it when a scorched smell started drifting through the room ( Read more... )