Like sand through the hour glass...
...so go the days of our lives.
All right, what's been going on?
The guy who robbed me is having his first pleading (I think?) tomorrow. I don't know how I feel. I don't want him to suffer, actually, but I don't want him to just walk away either. He's obviously someone who needs to change his life -- unfortunately, the criminal justice system has no interest in helping him to do that.
Perhaps I'm wrong. Who knows?
I am supposed to fill in a victim impact statement, to be unsealed in the event that he is convicted, to give the judge guidance in how to sentence the guy. I don't really know what I'm going to say.
I'm applying to a job via APIRG, a part time position that will hopefully fill in some of the empty space provided by statscan.
I'm actually concerned that statscan will be letting me go in the next month or two.
A fellow bookfair planner and I will be looking at a new space for next year's bookfair. I think that it's a better space, but is it large enough?