Yeah, I baked oatmeal chocolate chip cookies again. They’re tasty, but I’m having an experience similar to the one I had with beer bread: First time I had it, it was great. Subsequent times just got less tasty/more disgusting each time, until I decided, ewww, no thank you.
I gave some to the guy who I was supposed to have lunch with (and instead shared beverage with) before reclaiming my cell phone.
No job hunt happiness today, but I feel relatively content for the week. I have plans for monday, and I can do more sculpting of those plans on saturday. This evening will be gay men’s health collective volunteer training followed by an evening out with Josh and Tom, after which I will be the DD back to mountainview.
Then saturday I warcraft, and resumecraft, and plancraft, then partay. Sunday, more gay men’s health volunteer training stuff.
I’m contemplating whether I really want to do the GMHC thing. I mean, I want to do it, yes. But if I do it, it seems that it’s training and volunteering schedules would effectively prevent me from doing either the information resource collective (mmmm, acronym overloading) or general medical volunteer foo for them. I’ll go in and see how I feel about the group. Since IRC training doesn’t start until oct 13th, it wouldn’t prevent me in the slightest from going to the street fairs over the next couple weeks as well. Hmmmmm. And the general medical wouldn’t start until January.
But,but,but fags! It’d also allow me to see a bathhouse from the inside, in a way such that I wouldn’t have my dick halfway down someone’s throat when I walked through the door (since the GMHC does outreach to SteamWorks). Enh, we’ll see. =)