Thursday morning - waiting for Lance to come in, and waiting for the hearings officer from the TWC to call for our 8:30 am hearing. This is a roller coaster, and the whole thing is seeming silly.

Lots of things to think about. Joel's off tweaking, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do with that. Ditchard hasn't answered me from yesterday, even though he read all of my mail. Class last night was something else - it was great. We talked about my isolationism, and Jesse suggested that I should be pissed as hell at God for the various things that are going on in my life lately.

Have to talk to my sister about Christmas, although she's apparently concluded that I'm bringing Joel with me. He got a job today, and I'm expecting all of my plans with him to bail any minute now.

Made oatmeal cookies for Russel, the assistant manager here today. He was very pleased. I am going to work on work tomorrow all day - until I have to leave at 3:30 to meet a client.