So last night I managed to pump out three articles for my various commitments. Number one was a moot report for the Tas Pagan Alliance’s quarterly publication, the Ravens’ Call, on our last moot, which I got completed pretty swiftly and efficiently.
The next one was again for the Ravens’ Call, but for my own column called ‘Internet Interest’, where I will normally review two or three websites and give reasons why they’re beneficial for our Pagan community. Since this was my first column, I re-introduced people to the Tas Pagan Alliance website, which I’ve recently revamped so that it’s more user-friendly, up to date, and can be utilised as a means of communication to members, whereas the alternative was to email someone or text message someone, and hope they got the news. And then the second part of the column, I introduced people to The Pagan Activist site, which is a great site for news about Paganism and current goings-on in the world in relation to it.

My third and final article was actually for The Pagan Activist – I’m their columnist for ‘Paganism Down Under’, and submitted my third article to them for online publication on the 1st April. I essentially wrote about Black Saturday, and the devastation that Mother Nature can cause, as well as creating beauty in our world.

So, it really need not be said that I was quite busy last night, and therefore didn’t get to bed until very late – I think it was about 3am when I finally did. I need to get out of this habit of staying up all night, because I then don’t get out of bed until midday the next day, and I get pissed off at myself because I’ve lost half the day. That, and on Saturday I’m doing stocktake for a store – one day’s work, $16.20/hr; I’m not complaining! – and I need to get school and assistance payments sorted out this week too.

Big week ahead. I’m a little scared, to be quite honest. I shall make it through, but it does frighten me a little to have a bit more responsibility back in my life – to think 6 months ago I was living very independently, and now I’m having to rely on Michael and my parents for a whole lot more because I’ve proven myself to be unemployable. Bah at employers. Bah humbug.