Not much to report...

Spent the week taking care of an elderly Jewish lady, and it went okay, all things considered. She was almost entirely deaf, had no short-term memory to speak of, and was a wee bit senile, but we got on pretty well.

The beginning of the week was stressful, but once I got a handle on how things were supposed to be done it was fine.

I also got paid, which was nice.

I might have a job possibility, but I guess even mentioning it here might be jinxing the whole affair. Every time I say these things out loud or in writing they seem to fall through. Keep your fingers crossed, folks. :)

My parents are now both in Europe, since yesterday. Drove the Maternal Unit to the airport, and I have an entire month Parental Unit-free. Here's hoping that I get a job while they're gone.

Do you know? It's an entire year now since I quit my old job. It's a testament to how quickly humans forget pain that I sometimes truly regret quitting and not having a steady paycheck. Funny, that I would regret the company that made me so miserable I ended up vomiting blood at work. I guess I regret the paycheck more than the company.

So, here's hoping I find another job. I'm supposed to hear back from Thompson Tremblay soon about that. *crosses fingers*

Dating...

Okay, I have come to the realisation that I pretty much suck at dating. I haven't done much of it, and what little I did do was with one guy. Now, I'm hoping that the "rules" of dating the same gender are about the same, but even so, I still suck at this.

Don't mind me while I wibble in a corner here.

I need a wibbling icon.

Anyway.

This is silly. I'm 25 years old, and I can't even figure out how to date another girl. The best I've been able to manage so far is to botch a long-distance relationship. Gah!

Bah.

One day, I will be a mature grownup. But today is not the day.

I have the emotional maturity of a jelly doughnut.


:::Edit:::

Icon made, thanks to the lovely curtana! :)