Heh, a day...

So I spent the morning working on Grandpa's weeklies, got 1997 imported. Slept off a possible eyestrain-based headache (whee, time for reading glasses again). Slopped about the house.

Got told that my namesake, God bless him, has cancer, and he's going to be parting ways with us fairly soon. Apparently it's a time for partings of ways, these last two years. It's somewhat distressing, to say the least.

I'm doing fine, and all, just seems that I'm spending too much time melancholy, down, or at least being pushed that direction.

I dream of a return to grace, to happy innocence, that whole 'I wish things were simpler' kind of thing... and it has nothing to do with my departure from college; in fact, that's the least impactful part of my recent life changes, somehow.

I work tomorrow morning, if I can. Didn't swear to it, but I figure if I have the chance...

Should know what's going on with long-term employment 1-2 weeks from now.