Christianity or Bust

Burnout weekend wasn’t too bad in the end. Things felt pretty bad on the Saturday but turned out okay.

In the end:

• Saturday:
  1. Old church friend: he cancelled the day before
  2. Yo La Tengo’s annual guest appearance on the radio station WFMU’s marathon pledge drive: I decided to go in to work to check that things were working and that I’d have a backup and found that a server had crashed and that I lost my connection to the Internet. Luckily a co-worker was at work on a Saturday to attend a course and he let me use his machine and fixed my problems.
  3. Beach Mission reunion: it was really enjoyable to be with them even though I didn’t know them that well because I missed the actual Beach Mission. Getting there and back was a nightmare. I got lost driving there twice. It’s stupid how Princess Highway stops beint Princess Highway for about 200 metres when it becomes Arcadia Road (if I recally correctly) so I took the wrong turn off. After that, I missed the turn off to the house and got stuck on a highway where I couldn’t do a U-turn for several kilometres. In the end, I did an illegal U-turn at a quiet spot.
  4. Attend a John Dear talk: neither of us went because we didn’t know what time it was on.
• Sunday:
  1. Walk across the Sydney Harbour Bridge as part of its 75th anniversary celebration: This was cool. I enjoyed it and all the walking that day made me lose a kilogram! The crowds were painful towards the end though.
  2. Attend a Creche training session: It’s harder than I thought to get from George Street to Newtown. So many services that run during the week, don’t on Sundays. In the end, I only made it for 20 minutes of the session and was told I might as well go home and come again. I was pissed off.

I can’t help but think that maybe I should stop volunteering for Creche. I mean, the female to male ratio is phenomenal but I hate these burn out weekends.

Here’s the stuff I was originally meant to do:

• Saturday:
  1. Be visited by a friend from my old church (he is ill now and can’t visit)
  2. Listen to, record and divide into tracks Yo La Tengo’s annual guest appearance on the radio station WFMU’s marathon pledge drive. Yo La Tengo play cover songs of the listeners’ choosing to raise money for this radio station.
  3. Attend a Beach Mission reunion for the Beach Mission I missed because I was diagnosed with diabetes a week before it.
  4. Attend a John Dear talk with a friend but I have no idea what time it starts and can’t find a start time on the web!
• Sunday:
  1. Walk across the Sydney Harbour Bridge as part of its 75th anniversary celebration
  2. Attend a Creche training session

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The weekend was really tiring and sleep deprived.

I’ve got to stop doing so much even if it’s for God. Otherwise, I’ll probably be cranky all the time or something. I spend portions of Friday and Saturday late night typing in forms to fulfil deadlines. I hate bureaucrazy. OK… that’s not really a fair comment. Filling out forms declaring that I’m not a sex offender and declaring that I have no criminal record is a necessary part of any Mission that involves children. I just wish I got told about it earlier so I could do it at work when I’ve got a slow period rather than midnight.

Saturday night and Sunday morning was filled with going to gigs and cooking for St Baranabas’ Mystery Lunch. I probably shouldn’t have gone out those nights too but two of my favourite Sydney musicians (Laura Imbruglia and Sophie Serafino were playing). The former was having an album launch. Anyway, Mystery Lunch went really well. Everyone remembered it was daylight saving. I also met an IT recruitment agent. Maybe this and being sent a job description last week is a sign I should change companies.

However, I could barely stay awake during the Celebration Service because like many other people, I get sleepy after lunch and periods of sleep deprivation - it was also daylight saving and everyone lost an hour of sleep.

This week should be better, only because the intensity of servitude is spread out. Yet, I really botched things up. I accidentally put in a leave request for next week instead of this week when I need to do stuff such as cook for 40 people and take my still-relatively-new bicycle to be serviced in preparation for the Multiple Sclerosis Society’s Sydney to Gong bike ride.

I haven’t confronted someone yet because they’ve stopped calling me and asking me out… completely. Yet, I still need to because the whole thing needs to be dealt with.

An old friend from Victoria is coming to Sydney briefly. I have to invite her and some other people to enjoy Korean BBQ.