So I'm unreasonably frustrated by one thing- I could have sworn I was set for my job, only to find out too late that the manager hadn't checked up on his applications yet. It could be because they're swamped and it sounds like he's had to do some of the manual labor, but come on. I went in there twice today, and called ahead, following instructions on how to get this to go through, and everyone has something different to say about it. I suppose there are other local opportunities I might like even better than working in the restaurant, things I'm more familiar with or desk jobs. Possibly better pay and the like, or places I can get work experience that will look more useful than making pizzas.

We'll see though. Walk-around time is coming.

Tabi and I are also... taking things well. We're apart again, and I have to admit, it's made me sad. But it hasn't made me cry more than I did just after she'd left sight in that red car. I haven't moped or collapsed except for a nap yet. And she's been holding up amazingly too. I think my trick has been keeping busy. It seems to do a great deal for my confidence and my emotional stability, though my nerves or mood suffer if I push it too much. The main trick is this- I have to either love the work, or feel productie. If I do one of those two, I can get back energy from it as I spend it. As soon as I stop doing either, energy is being burned without invigorating me in return.

Tabi however seems to be getting it from Tree. It is working every bit as well as I'd hoped- better than I'd expected. I had the stupidest grin on my face when I heard it. I hope my oldest friend and lovely kitten are nice and safe 'til I hear from them next.

Done: Not my interview, because the manager hadn't gotten to my application yet. *growls*
My class searching.
Some cleaning of my room.

To do: Job hunt around the area.
Call Stevenson about their classes and then check for whatever the answer is.
Call  Dominos Wednesday if I don't get an answer.