The Strange effect of homelessness within reason

I am technically homeless. No,I'm not living in my car or a cardboard box. But I don't have an address that is mine, or a place that I live in surrounded by my things and belongings and furniture. I am living on the grace of friends. And well, I'm not happy about it. But, logically it's the only thing I can do right now. I live paycheck by paycheck and by the time I've fueled up the beast, I barely have enough to go on for the week, much less to put back or toward a rent payment. Yes, I know that it is my fault for not finding a new job, and on that front, I've decided to stay here through the summer. which was the original plan, unless of course, they cut my hours again. Which btw has been mentioned. So far, no follow through on that though. The truth is that moving to a new job in the middle of the summer is not my idea of a good time, not when I get the day off pretty much whenever I want/need it. I don't take advantage of this very often, because I don't want to lose the privilege and or the money, but it's there. Which is nice. Also I am doing an audition in august that may make me having a permanent address in good ole q-town a thing not needed ( I hope that's the case) more on that to come in August.
I don't really have much to say, although these days I have a ton on my mind. These past two months have been a dramatic whirlwind, and if I hadn't checked the dates on the calendar just this morning, I would not believe it has only been two months since everything started happening.
Various things have kept me from Ultimate for the past few weeks, and I find that to be depressing. I always miss it when I don't go, although I don't seem to be missed. Not on the field or off of it for that matter. Oh well, I guess that's the way it goes sometimes. And I suppose it's my fault really.
Anyway,

I haven't written for a while. Not like I used to. I did do some painting the other day, and that was great. I seem to be in a rut, and I'm not sure what to do about it. Maybe it's this town. I dunno, I think if the audition doesn't go the way I want it to I'll just move. Out of town, to someplace new. Someplace I can start over. Maybe even someplace on a different continent. I dunno. We'll see.