One Small Step for Joannekind

I'm starting a contract position on Thursday. I'll actually have to leave the house every day for a few weeks. Not that I've been staying home much. Still, the thought of people expecting me to be at a certain place at a set time is a bit strange. I've spent the past few months doing pretty much as I please; as long as I got the freelance work done, I was fine. I'm looking forward to this job, though. A lot. It's a good feeling to be anticipating a job. I really want to exceed expectations. I want to do the best I can. If there's any job where that should be possible, it's this one.

I'm hungry and full of weird energy. I just came back from seeing Krallice at Sonic Boom. B's out at the show. Wolves in the Throne Room is playing too, and Thrones. That's a lot of throne. I like WITR's politics and their vibe, but I'm not in love with the music. I can only take so much bowel-wrenching sound before I cave. Still, Krallice were fun: equal parts art and metal. Plus, the singer looked like he should've been fronting an indie-folk band, but then had a voice like an earthquake.

The song "The Origin of Love" just ended. Christ, it makes me weep. It did before, but even moreso now. I still miss Jamie. I think about him all the time.