manchester_black

Anyone else notice how quiet my journal got when I made my unspoken memo to myself to lay off the political stuff? I'm just in a strange place in my life. I think that's the only real way to say it... I've been doing reflecting on where I am and all that kind of stuff and it's really quite confusing. The only real word I can think of to describe it. I'm getting those idle thoughts of feeling unaccomplished. Where I think about all the things I could or should be doing and then I look at myself and here I am doing pretty much nothing. And I know reflecting on it and complaining about it won't change anything, or get these things actually done but it still sucks. I have a tour at Ryerson (a local University for those who don't know) on the 18th, so maybe that will help galvanize me into action. there's probably some sort of mania or disorder in the DSM, but not being a medically inclined person, I don't have one of those. My major accomplishment of the week (if I remember right) was rearranging my furniture (which, for the record is way more difficult when you live in a very small space. Offhand, I think that things are looking well enough in the possible finances for me to look into doing such things as getting paint and making my place a little more my own. Theres probably going to be a get together on this thursday, so tipcash willing I'm going to go and give my liver an asskicking it hasn't received since the college days- apparently I'm a fun drunk, so hopefully I still am and Toronto hasn't chenged my drunken alter-ego (but really, could the king of no pants be usurped by a mere city? Methinks not.) Also, if anyone knows a way for me to get a version of photoshop earlier than CS (CS wont run on my windows ME setup, I know I know, save your bashing) I'd appreciate it. Figure that's enough of my nonsensical jibberings for now, as I'm off to work.
Restaurant server work > Collection Agency work.