Sunday didn't go as planned. Instead of cleaning my room, I focused on the three boxes of CDs I had in my closet. One was labeled "Verified" (I had gone into iTunes and verified that all the songs on the CD were ripped at 320 kbps. The other two were labeled "Rip" and "Missing Disc" which are pretty self-explanatory. At first, I dialed into the internet, but quickly got frustrated that I was only using the connection for one tenth of the job I was doing. So I went and explored the surrounding networks. One named the default "linksys" piqued my interest and I logged on. Success! And I could connect to the internet.

Now I didn't want to abuse the connection, so I just focused on putting CD after CD into Cerebrate. It went along at a pretty good pace. I burned all the CDs that were matched up with their jewel cases, then I switched gears and moved in on a forgotten collection in the den (remnants of parents' collection). This lasted well into the next morning. As of now it's narrowed down to two boxes, and the one that is yet to be done has less than fifty CDs in it. I feel very accomplished by this.

As the time for the BBQ quickly approached, I started feeling a little down. I wanted to be happy, but with the topsy-turvyness of the weekend, and the lack of actually having a full-time job really weighed me down. After a little music therapy, I felt better and headed out. I was surprised how close the BBQ was to my own place.

When I got there, I found a moderate social scene in progress. I did the usual quiet observation thing I usually do. The energy was weird. It was like a munch, but not. I guess this is what it's like to have grown-up friends that you haven't known all your life. I definitely like it.

Due to me feeling a bit uneasy(and no one had bolt cutters), there was no destruction of the collar. Maybe Wednesday? Or Friday? Or the next Drunk night? I was just feeling the initial weirdness about being in a new space and wasn't really open to anything else at that time.

We spent a lot of time having some great discussions and telling some excellent jokes and stories. I guess there's crack no matter where you go.

After S1 left, we got to talking about different projects that we would like to see happen in the scene. I still don't get how I'm in this position. I don't feel powerful, but I do feel like, if I want to host some sort of event, there is a support system that will help me do it, no questions asked. Part of me is frustrated by the lack of a job. With that secured, I'd be able to help take over the SX munch and possibly move it a bit more North. I'd also be able to run a wine tasting field trip down to Morgan Hill (I've been jonesing to do that for a while.). Not to mention focusing more on my friendships and relationships. I do want to start attending classes as well. All of this hinges on me having a steady income.

As of now, I have two call-backs scheduled from locally-based tutoring agencies. Both advertise pay rates better than I have now, and with only four hours per week guaranteed at my current job, I don't see how I could do much worse. Time will tell. The only downside is that these both are in-home tutoring places. Thankfully, Sylvia will help me navigate with greater ease, so it won't be as daunting.

All in all, this was a tiring, but semi-productive day. The only downside to it is that I still don't have a job. Oh well, we'll see how tomorrow goes.