June Jollies? Jumpin' June? What's A Good June Title?

We're well into June now, and I've seen no less than four blockbustery summery movies. Those would be Thor, Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, Priest, and X-Men: First Class. All four were enjoyable, with X-Men leading and Priest tailing in terms of quality. Next up for me: Green Lantern!

Work has slowed down considerably - I'm working most days, but rarely for longer than three hours. And I've been on the same survey for the last two weeks. Boooo-ring! I am good at it, however, and I've managed to get quite a bit of writing in. My current project, I, Suicide, is up to Chapter 8.

Mental health-wise, I've been doing a lot better. I'm also getting some exercise in - I walk to and from work every day.

May The 4th Be With You!

I will never get tired of this joke. Never.

New Work Location

For the last year I've been working downtown at the corner of Yonge and Bloor. Today, I start the same job at a new location at Finch & Keele. The company decided not to renew their lease on the more expensive downtown location, so all of my co-workers are in the process of being shipped out to the other three call centres in the city.

I've said some nasty things about this job. Nevertheless, I bid a fond farewell to many of my co-workers and supervisors. Things did improve for me over the last few months, and I became better acquainted with the people I worked with. I won't go so far as to say it was an ideal job, but it became a lot more manageable.

Rumour has it that the other call centres are more strict than the downtown location was. That would not be pleasant. I shall however try to hope for the best. This might just be exactly the change I've been needing.

I'm a Big Sickie

I've had the flu (or a really bad cold, it's hard to tell) for the last four days. My creative output has bottomed out, and I haven't been able to go to work, either. Naturally they want me to bring in 'documentation' to prove I was ill; otherwise, I could get a warning for all the work I've missed!

By happy coincidence I saw one of my doctors this week, and he gave me a note to smooth things over with my bosses. If I hadn't, well... the fact that I have to think about such things is frankly insulting. It's not like I'm wasting company money - I don't get sick days. In fact, because of the work hours I've missed, it's going to be really hard to make ends meet at the end of the month.

Hibernation

I've been hibernating - staying at home, sleeping a lot, not doing very much - for the last few days. Not the most exciting start for my new year, but there it is. I've done a little bit of editing on a few short stories, but I haven't written anything in four days. And that was just one sentence.

I haven't been completely inactive. I cleaned the bathroom yesterday, and Violet and I did the floors. That's something, I suppose.

I go back to work this week. I'm stating the obvious by saying I don't want to go. It's been nice, not being talked down to by teenagers with inflated senses of authority and importance. Still, it will be good to have a reason to get myself out and into the world. I just wish it was for something worthwhile, something that won't make me hate the working world, and myself.

I've got a long way to go to get back to mental health.