I felt good today - went to a conference where I was hoping to meet with some people who might have a connection to get me a job. Unfortunately there was nothing coming through and I don't feel like I was really working the room like I needed for schmoozing, but at least wearing appropriate work type attire and talking business with fellow professionals felt normal. So maybe I can be okay to go to work again before too long. I just need to have someone call me about a job. Of course, my former house mate has said I should bring my CV with me to Australia: this time of the year, it's easy to imagine that if I found a job I would never want to come back.
Tonight was a wine tasting and we were joined by some people we met in Sicily. They invited us to come to their place for dinner Saturday night, and we're going to do it. We're supposedly doing the South Downs Way earlier in the day; it should be fun.
Yesterday was running, a matinee at Sadler's Wells (I was five minutes late and missed the first act, to my chagrin), then counseling and silent movies in Kennington; tonight after work we went to a wine tasting. Friday we're going to see Othello, at the invitation of someone who's performing in it; it makes me happy that they thought of me.