... seems to be me. Somewhere, between losing my last BF, losing my apartment, and moving onto a couch and a computer desk, I've lost all ability to plan my day. This even extends to planning my life as a whole. As such I've been missing events left and right, important ones that I want to spend with my friends.

This has severely halted my ability to even pretend to be remotely reliable. I've lost my vision for my future, and my perception of the present in one fell swoop.

There are plenty of things I could blame this on; the 45 minute drive to and from anywhere, the constant 10+ hour days at work, the lack of availible capital to fund doing anything, my lingering depression, and other. However, the core of the problem is my complete and utter lack of control of my own time, the lack of planning, and having willingly given up control of my own time to the whims of the world.

This has happened to me before, I know how to get out of it now that I have realized it. The tools are a little rusty, and I need to invest in them a bit to get them back up to speed. I will be attempting to do so here in the next couple of weeks.

Got a bead on a place to move into that's within my strained budget. Its not the best place in the universe, and a far cry from my own place (I'm moving in as a roommate) but there is no possibility of relationship issues. Know a few places close to work I can get gym memberships to, so I can get my body back into shape for the stamina I'll need to drag myself kicking and screaming to college. I also know what classes I need to acquire, to further my education to get a better job.

It all starts with planning. And as a side effect of trying to pull this off, I may just get back to being a reliable friend.