A month? heh. It's been, what, five this time? almost.
Let's see what I remember (my memory seems to be getting worse- yesterday I discovered that I have completely forgotten a day that was barely a week before. I spent a good hour trying to remember anything, but nothing came.)
The project I had failed. I think it's my fault. I have not been given another, if memory serves- at all (I still get bench-warming stuff, and a paycheck.) Pavel suggests this could be very ominous to my career. I suppose it speaks volumes about my self awareness that I didn't notice/ignored this until he pointed it out. I'm going to have to talk to someone about that.
I signed up for dance class. It's fun, but I lack all talent for it (which is ok, but I also lack the motivation to make it up with hard work. Now that is a problem.) At lest it gets me out of the house.
I now see why Olga didn't want to see another movie- it's been 4 months. Time flies whether or not you're having fun.
Alex wants to make a game. I have once again been roped into that. I should probably be doing that right now, but I promised myself I'd write something down.
Anyway, future self, take care, I hope I don't screw up your life too badly.
Warm regards.