Um, for one thing I don't think my journal ever mentiones yet that I'm back living with my parents. The furs I was staying with went sort-of nutso doing lots of rude, illegal, and dangerous things, so the whole camper trailer deal sort-of died. That was way back, though.
Lately I bought an electric guitar, and have been doing a lot of music stuff. I have been doing some temporary desk work (data entry stuff) at a bank to make a little money. I got the spot 'cause my sister's a manager there.
The general trend in my life right now is that I have health problems that prevent working in most normal jobs, but since I'm well enough to do a desk job I can't really get (nor do I really want) SSI, but I don't know how to get a desk job beyond the limited hours I occasionally get at the bank. This set of circumstances leaves me with huge amounts of spare time, which I use playing guitar and gardening and making things. I made some swimming goggles out of a two-liter soda bottle. Too much spare time and weird things like that are the result.
I'm bored, I'm frustrated, I want a carear again.