Today, I felt depressed. I don’t know why, but I just did.
My guess is that I’m feeling stressed. When I was on the West Coast Trail I would also get depressed. Eating would help then. But I think it was all the pressure of the trip, so maybe that is what is happening now.
Most of it is self-induced. Did I really need to sign up for improv classes?
Speaking of which, a new session started yesterday. Jacob Banigan is teaching. I’m guessing he is a popular teacher, because the class of normally six people has ballooned to twelve. Frankly, I don’t like him as a teacher. He is telling us good information, but he has a horrid fixation on the game “What are you doing” which I despise with a searing flame of hate that will boil the earth.
Anyway, back to the stress.
I also have a D&D game that could be considered the “TimeSuck 2000”. I put more work in it than I should.
My parents are going to be visiting on Victoria day, so I need to get the condo cleaned up. Canticle has threatened to visit on the second weekend in June. Convenient timing because I’m planning on going to Winnipeg on the third weekend in June. I want to run a Marathon on June 20th. It doesn’t help that I’ve hurt my foot. I have to try and get it to heal while still staying fit.
I need to take a motorcycle safety course so I can get a class 6 license so there is no legal grey area around my scooter. But that is going to take an entire weekend, and my weekends seem to be sucked up preparing for the rest of the week.
I want to get back to programming for my own amusement. I want to learn Javascript better so I can make a cool player’s guide for my D&D campaign. I want to start trying to draw again, because it would be really cool to be able to draw well.
And it would be nice to have a girlfriend.