OK. I'm bored. I'm sitting here waiting to hear about a job, any job, and I can't seem to get anything done in the mean time. So much to worry about, so very little I can do about any of it.
So my living space is cleaned up and I'm working my way into the office. That's going to be an ordeal. My desk is a disaster. But I feel good. I finished off the drawings of Daevina and Mel to take with me tonight.
I had some weird dreams last night. The details have already escaped me, but they've left me determined to get out of this funk. I can't do anything more about not having any money that I already am and there is nothing I can do about the other thing I have been whining about but wait and hope (there's that damn hope thing again!), so to hell with the whinging and fretting and time to do what I can with what I have.
