Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Excuse the title of this post. I couldn't think of a film that felt right so I just threw in the first thing that came to my head. Speaking of the head I have a huge headache after 8 hours of listening to the phone ring. We've been doing a debt consolidation project since the alarms account fell through, and it's like wandering through a really asinine desert.

Most of the people you get a hold of have no idea what you're talking about (their lead generation methods are not suited to this sort of thing), and most of those that do don't meet the strict requirements to participate in the program. At least I still have work. My only concern is that if this goes on till the end of the week I could lose my unemployment, and then have to reply should the account get dropped which is only a matter of time.

Life is still filled with rich pleasures despite everything. I've cut back on drinking, and playing video games. In fact the only things I consider worth my precious post work free time are reading and movies. I've rediscovered my love of Jackie Chan films, and even watched both Drunken Masters yesterday.

I'm gradually becoming more comfortable with my spirituality. No, spirituality isn't the right word. That's the word that people who want to believe in a higher power and get instant gratification, but to absolve themselves of personal responsibility. Sunday I got up early, and went to a care facility for the physically and mentally impaired. My parent's do a ministry there, and with some friends essentially run the chapel. I met with some residents, and talked a little, but in the end it doesn't feel like nearly enough. I could go into all the gooey and heart breaking details, but I'll keep it to myself.

Well I'm off to finish my book before King of the Hill comes on, and then rest up for another day of watching my patience slowly dwindle. Truth is I would rather be home eating your Yorkshire pudding.