Phew. What a week. By week, I mean the seven day period that proceeded me picking up this pen to write this thing on this piece of paper.
As with a lot of things, it started with a Monday. It was the public holiday. We had friends around. I cooked enough food to kill a horse. Salmon, angel hair pasta, and peas in a creamy, garlic filled cheese sauce. Tasty.
I shared two bottles of wine with friends and plenty of laughs.
Then along came Tuesday. I had a job interview to go to. I wasn't sure about it. On the way, on the train, my thoughts were such that I didn't really want it. But I got there anyway. I needed to pee beforehand, and ALL the public toilets in a four block radius were closed for renovations, each having signs pointing to the other. Mega frustration.
Anyway, I did the job interview. It went really well. I felt a connection with the interview panel AND got called a unicorn. It was great. Way better than I expected. I walked back to the train station, keen to get home and to go to the gym and pick up a delivery.
I sat on the train. My phone rang. It was the HR lady. "Have you left the city yet?" I hadn't. "There's someone in another team at the office who would love to speak to you."
I got off the train and walked back. I spoke to the person. It seemed to go well. I'm waiting this week to hear back.
Meanwhile, that night, I got home, and my package (it was Final Fantasy Magic the Gathering cards) - and I opened a great deal of them with a friend who was visiting for a few nights.
The following day, I went to the Regency Park gold course to shoot some images. I've already published those. I also hit the gym that morning.
Thursday: edit the photos. Thursday: go to the gym. Friday: Little bit more work on the photos, go to the gym. Feeling strong. Friday's gym session was with a person I met at a metal tshirt shop and chatted with on instagram.
My arms were ruined. Then, I came home, showered and cleanup and went to Friday Night Magic to draft the Final Fantasy Magic the Gathering set. It went well.
Saturday, I got up and got ready to go into the Gawler CBD, because I needed to do a shift at the gallery. I got taught the ins and outs, and got to see my work on the wall.
Me and my art
There's some great images in the gallery at the moment.
Then I came home and achieved very little.
Sunday, perhaps even less.
At some point among all this, another job I applied for sent an email asking for a reference check. I hope I get that job. I'm not close to running out money at the moment, but I would like to see number go up and instead of down.
Now, as I finish this page, at 16:07, I look forward to the gym tomorrow morning, and having a week that I wait to hear back regarding potential future employment.
- holoz0r, Monday, June 16, 2025