Today is a better day, but a far more subdued day than I care to have. M had kind of a crappy day; I've noticed that even with the class he's taking until he leaves, he isn't handling the forced inactivity very well. I'm even more grateful he's coming out here for two months. The hardest part, I fear, is how we'll both handle being apart again for at least 6 months until I move out there. It's going to be hard, and with me working and him still looking for a job - well, let's say his temper will get the best of him after a week or so back in inactivity land.

He's hobbied himself out. There's few opportunities to volunteer, and he hates that sort of thing because it has to be a cause he believes in, so he won't just pick one at random.

I know we'll both keep on hanging on, once we get to that stage, but I pray he gets a job quickly instead of continuing to work himself in an unproductive cycle like he has been. He needs work, and he needs work he can take the bus to, since he has to drive 120(!) hours to get his license, and he's maybe halfway there.

Oh, Australia. Don't be a douche.