Wow, the sky is blue, outside, clear, crystal blue!
I'm off to the women's shelter in a few minutes, where I'll be until 4pm or thereabouts, today. I hope I don't have to spend the entire day calling churches. Most of them are small churches whose offices aren't open, and I keep having to leave messages. Still, if it helps us develop a donor base, that would be good.
I went back to the_bards, to see if there had been any activity over there since I left; I was thinking of rejoining. No such luck. The last post is still my own, from January 1 of this year. There's no point in joining a poetry critiue community, when no one is around to critique the poetry. Maybe I'll decide to be a masochist again and resubmit to poetryslamming. Some of those people are very rude, though, so I might look somewhere else, instead.
Or I could go to musewriters, which I have been horribly neglectful of, and didn't mention first because I feel so guilty for neglecting it...It's probably long dead and buried.
It is very irritating to me that I seem to work in bursts--I'll do a lot of work on a project for a short period of time, then I find I need to do something else, and I'll let a project fall by the wayside. It's not a very disciplined way to work. There are so many things I want to do and should be doing, though--poetry, art, novels, job-hunt...Argh.
Time for me to go to the bus stop. Bye!