Once again, a month has flown by without me saying anything to you, future self. I guess nothing really happened. That's a lie.
So, let's see. Last time we talked was after Unicon, right? So, I figured out if my new crush was sleeping with my old friend. She is. Good for him, he's a lucky guy and, by the same token, she deserves better than me. I managed to get my old crush (Olga from Uni) out to a group movie outing. And then never called her again. The pattern is repeating itself, huh?
My job is moving along steadily and,  even though I'm not as enthused as in the beginning, it's still fun. I've made a friend in Pavel, and despite doing weird re-encoding shit, I feel more creatively fulfilled than with the logistical project.
My uncle came to visit and staid a couple of nights at my place. He is a fascinating man with great life experience (and a decent knack for storytelling), though I can't put a finger on if he's wise or not. And he broke my oven door- that sounds so much like something I would do (even though I wouldn't- I've been tiptoeing around that door for over a week), gives me  an odd sense of kinship.
My flat is double booked for some time (a month, I think) by the Colombian guy, and the English teacher. This makes me oddly anxious. I haven't decided if I want to move out of my room, or convince him to take the small one. I feel like I should do the former, but should I, really? It's a giant hassle, and I don't really need the money (and I'm formally fulfilling my obligation as a host, none of my friend guests ever got better.) Remind me to tell you how it ends.
Finally, I'm playing a game called depression quest it's a CYOA about having depression. Much like with depression comix it's interesting to compare and contrast with others' experiences. Like for example, I've never cut myself. On the other hand, despite a shared sense of unworthiness, most depressed people do find companionship, so that one is unique to me. An odd thing I found a description of is my inability to get up in the morning: I will wake up an hour before the alarm clock, feeling decently refreshed, and then spend the next 3 hours trying and failing to "get out of bed". It's really embarrassing, and the fact that someone else has that experience is uplifting to me.
Well, anyway, um, good bye and have fun.
XOX, past you.