Monday - 01.09.14 in Your Face

Well, it’s September. The start of each new month makes me feel awful, because we’re still apart. 13 months tomorrow.

Nothing in the mailbox from the visa office. I emailed them today, not really sure why. They can’t confirm whether they have your documents or not (which they do - they arrived a week ago). They probably won’t give me my visa interview date over a casual email. But, I just need something. I needed to contact them, and they probably hate my guts over there because I am a pain in the ass.

Oh, well.

Neighbour’s mother is still hanging on. I went to see her tonight and she couldn’t understand most of what I said. I’m so sad for her.

Work was okay. I did more laundry tonight, it’s hanging from the curtain rod, as usual.

I started reading Water For Elephants last night. I really enjoyed the first couple of chapters, before I zonked out and fell asleep.

A chubby, dorky 18 year old kid came and looked at my car today. He loves it, and really wants to buy it, but he has to get the okay from his Dad. They’re coming back on Friday, which is the soonest they can. He asked me if I want cash or a cheque, haha. I am not getting my hopes up, though. It has happened too many times, and then I just feel so disappointed when they don’t go through.

My brother was told today that he wasn’t meant to be driving on the pain meds he has been taking for the last two months. I had had a suspicion, but he always knows best, right? So now he’s grounded. No driving, or he’s completely fucked as far as his worker’s compensation. On the plus side, I will be able to drive his car if mine does sell. I have already promised to take him driving on my days off so he can go and check the surf and stuff.

I feel flat today. Very flat. I have the world’s HUGEST zit on my forehead, which doesn’t help.