First day of "working"

I'm calling my job-hunting "working" because that's how much time and energy I need to put into it. It's Monday morning, my time, and I got onto the computer to send off my resumes to places, only to find out the disk I have with my resume on it, is corrupt. I need to find another way to get my resume from Australia, so freaking out just a little. I spoke to Daniel on Messenger this morning and he had access to a web-cam, so I could see him smile and see his reactions to things I was saying. When he got off the net (to go to bed) I broke down into a crying mess, for the first time, really, since landing in New York. I miss him so much right now...

I'm really missing the familiar at the moment...
I even miss the daily routine of Steam.... I'm really feeling like a fish out of water at the moment, which is weird, because at the same time, I constantly feel like I've arrived home. It feels weird not having Daniel here and I hate that feeling. I also find myself in emotional overwhelm so that when the LITTLEST thing goes wrong, I feel like the world is ending!!!
I hate this feeling, I just want to get a job, I just need work, something to take my mind off it on a daily basis...

I've met a few people who I believe will become good friends. Friends of my friend, Desmond, who I'm staying with. They are all really helpful and I think when I get to know them a little better, I'll have a fantastic support network, here.

Anyway, I have to go, so much to do and so little time...

I send my love to One and All,
Taliesen.