A step up?

I am well aware that I have not written here in several days.  Let me rehash how my week has gone.

• Sunday: went on a diet.  This is the iPhone diet, where my iPhone tells me how many calories I can consume, and I obey.  Because I am a slave to technology.  The roughly 120 pizza rolls in my freezer provide plenty of temptation, but in the end, fitting into interview clothes that I already have is more important since I can’t afford to buy new ones.
• Monday:  turned down for a job that I forgot I applied for.
• Tuesday: turned down for a job that I really wanted—but at least they turned me down instead of stringing me along (read: my college romantic experiences). Symphony chorus rehearsal.
• Wednesday: spent all day (after awesome former coworker lunch) in bed.
• Thursday: should have spent all day in bed and did my best to make that happen.  10AM voice lesson: awful.  7:30PM Church job: quite good actually.  Came to the depressing realization that I need more than ever to be in therapy but can afford it less than ever.  Somehow this made me feel better.
• Friday: accomplished some things.  Haircut.  Grocery shopping.  Video game p0wnage.  Bought an iron so I can look starched for interviews.
• Next week: application for New Dream Job (NJD) due at 10AM GMT on 23 February (Yes.  GMT.).  10AM interview for a Category III job, also Monday.  This interview involves giving a “ten minute presentation on whatever you like.”  I am not looking forward to it, but at least they are not asking me to sing—I’d give a presentation any day over an audition.  Also next week: holy shit I have an audition on Saturday.

So you will have to forgive me if I have been absent from writing.  But let’s face it: reading nothing is infinitely better than reading ten pages of woe.  At least things are looking up—even the abject horror I feel thinking of next week is a step up from what I was feeling on Wednesday.

So that is good, right?