Writing For 2 Days Again

Missed another day yesterday. Tonight the Internet connection appears stable, so let's hope it stays that way. It's quality seems to stay consistent for long runs at a time.

Yesterday, Duncan saw an individual counselor and really hit it off. Today, he saw his old Big Brother. We finished that game I posted about two days ago. Took us two days to beat it. It was easy, and it was short.

I should watch what I say about it, though, because when I typed up my post in an OpenOffice document last night, and Duncan used it to check some kind of spelling, he saw my harsh criticism of the game. I remember thinking "This is the one thing I've ever blogged about that I wouldn't want Duncan to read" when I wrote it, and then it was one of the only things he did.

Remember that really bad cold I had a while back? Well, the hacking cough part of it never went away. I want to make an appointment with my family doctor about it, so that I can check on the status of my Katimavik forms. I don't know if she'll pass them to the desk or if she's waiting for our next appointment. But I don't want to make an appointment just to check something about the forms. But everyone's been on me recently to go to the after-hours clinic, because they'll treat you right then-and-there instead of making you wait two months.

But it turned out that we had a therapy appointment, and we didn't realize it until the last moment, so it got in the way of my going to the clinic.

I went to Louise's, and she's offered to write me a letter of recommendation for Katimavik, as an employer and volunteer coordinator and she said that I should seek out more. I'm thinking of trying for my old Ways2Work counselors, or maybe just one of them, since they've already offered to give me a reference, and they've known me as a student and employee.

I got my black stripe in karate. That was the stripe I thought I wouldn't get. My rival got his blue stripe last week, and me getting my black puts me up to the same level as him, not just in quantity of stripes, but also in what stripes we have.

Turns out nothing we do in class resembles actual combat. Even in sparring, we have to wear protective gear, there's a bunch of forbidden techniques, and we're supposed to use "medium force". Bummer.

Two new members. A white belt and a high brown. And two children became adults and advanced to our classes. Since the high brown has already shown dedication to the art, and the two new adults have shown dedication to the dojo itself, and the new white belt said, after taking the course, that he intends to come every day, I think these might actually be permanent additions. There's a lot of people who take the two weeks free offer and then don't decide to keep coming.