Originally posted 2015-12-29.
10:56. I have a noon appointment with my therapist. I’d originally thought to stop downtown for coffee afterwards and then go to the mission. However, last night I got turned away, so I now think to go straight from my doctor’s office to the mission: I don’t know how long that walk takes. If I arrive at the mission at 13:45 and have to stand there idle for 45 minutes — after last night, that’s a price I’m willing to pay.
This morning I’d meant to go up to the doctor’s office early, arriving at 11:00, and then try to find someone in Case Management to help me get into transitional housing. I came to the library first, but it got to be 10:40, meaning I’d have less than an hour to work with the case manager; so I cancelled that plan for today. Later this week I’ll have opportunities.
The move into transitional housing, and the transition into that move itself, are likely to bring many changes.
Continue reading Coming changes →
Adapted from a 12/03/15 e-mail to my brothers and some others.
Given instability at the shelter where I’ve been for almost five years, I decided to apply to a certain program affiliated with a major national charity and major local soup kitchen. This program is residential, has a nice facility, and (as I understood it) was geared toward taking men with histories of addiction or homelessness and rendering them self-supporting.
Since it is a residential program, I would no longer have to carry my bags everywhere I go, vastly increasing the radius within which I can look for work; and, I supposed, I would be able to work any shift. After all, unlike the shelter where I’ve been, they’ve got a big shove towards self-sufficiency.
They rejected me.
Baptismal grace means: when you get knocked down, you get back up.
Blog post (from October ’14, about getting back up): Life in the outer darkness
In the immediate future, I will be checking out options in transitional housing, and case management services at the clinic where I’m currently in treatment for everything I’m in treatment for.
Continue reading This program turned me away. →
The attached PDF displays my old resume on the lefthand side, and my new one, just created, on the right.
I welcome feedback!
Resumes side by side
Yesterday in shower I decided to think about things I’d like to have happen. I settled on dreaming of having a cat: a black and white cat; playing with it, petting it, holding it, feeding it, cleaning up.
This vision has positive ramifications: it implies I have my own apartment, and that implies I have a decent job. My own place, my own food, my own clothes: as far as material things are concerned, I want no more than that out of life.
Continue reading I will not be disappointed. →
I’m grateful for the support expressed in comments on the previous post.
As of today, however, I’m cutting off contact with those who were pretending to be Swistak.
Continue reading Announcement: I’m not working after all. →
Beginning 2014-11-21, I’ve taken on work as a “texts corrector” for Swistak.pl, a Polish online marketer, editing their communications addressed to U.S. customers and employees.
They e-mail me the texts, and I brush ’em up and send ’em back.
Since this takes a chunk out of my Net access daily — the whole thing is done online — I am likely not to publish on this blog as often henceforth.
Originally posted 2014-11-26.