Dear Diary

 I finally was able to give my CV to Stu [at Speight's Ale House], and he mentioned that the manager, Clark, would take a look at it and maybe have me in for a trial. I told Stu I would really love to work there, and he seemed very personable. I left with Ruth and went to her hostel to check the online version of the Lakes Weekly Bulletin - I had found out around 6pm that the online version was up already, and I went to see two places. I was quite frustrated afterwards, because rooms are either far away and inconvenient or super sketchy. The room in Goldfield Heights was quite nice, but at 10min walk up a hill from Frankton Rd, and there was a creepy guy with a long term rental at Reever Lodge who wanted to share a tiny loft room that was disgusting, with a tiny bathroom. At least when I got back to the hostel I felt a feeling of warmth and comfort surrounding me. I made a few more contacts about rooms and chatted with friends for a bit to calm my nerves, and messed around with some video to help keep myself on task with my goals for this season.