I forgot to write last night. Been writing in this blog for almost 6 months without fail since I exited Toronto East General. And on Good Friday, I lapsed.
Trying not to beat on myself for it. But this is a goal I must keep. Not just for my mental health, to use this as a mental clearinghouse. But as a way to keep writing, when I’m not focusing on a play or short story. I feel bad enough that I’m behind on the rewrites, but this. This burns.
I’m also burnt by this staffing agency. The login system for my hours still isn’t working. This means I won’t get the $240 for March 31st on Monday (when it was originally to be paid), and the deadline for April 1st-15th is Monday noon. IF I get an email out with my hours worked with a response by my supervisor confirming it sent to the agency by Monday at noon, I’ll see the money on May 2nd. Given that I have just over $200 until the end of the month, I’m gonna be extremely screwed if it doesn’t come in. I was counting on that $240 to show up. That would’ve made it easier to get to the 30th. I’ve emailed my rep and asked. Quite frankly I think they should cut me a fucking cheque on Monday once I have their ‘proof’.
The Bloody Doors Off 
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