>Today has just been a rough day. I got some awesome (read:terrible) news about my student loan, so I still cannot start school yet. It’s slightly crushing, and I just don’t know what to do. Basically, they kept we waiting for almost three months now just to say that they are going to pay for my old student loan with this new one. They’re genious I think. All of them. Seriously.
So because of that today has been pretty shitty all around. I’m once again (or constantly…can’t remember) worried about money and surviving and groceries and rent….and now for some reason today I started to worry about my relationship. I’m not entirely sure why, and I realize that the one in question will be reading this probably the instant it makes the web, but it’s not his fault, and I don’t want any sort of social firestorm to brew. I’m not sure, but I get these little panic attacks about once every couple of months or so. According to my mom it has to do with how my brain is wired, and also explains why somebody very educated and wordly could write a sleep study on me. On a sidenote, I’m serious about the firestorm. Really. We talked for a while and came to the conclusion that I was tired and emotionally a wreck. And also crazy. Other than the hour or so spent emailing my rep from my school, and the other hour on the phone with student loan reps…I spent the day crying and getting sick in bed. I’m fairly psychosymatic today, but identified it early on at least.
Mitch came over on his way to do some groceries for a little visit and to drop something off for me, and I will most likely for sure be telling you all about that later this week.
Rob’s gloves are still in the making, having spent my crochet day (Sunday) at my parents cooking for them and stealing the coin-free laundry machines that I do so love when we’re broke.
For the last couple of days I’ve been updating my music catalogue to include songs released within the last five years (yea..it’s been a while). I just now finished re-categorizing them to my own liking.
Now I guess I’m just waiting for Rob to come home. I opted to stay home and stew in my mopyness all by my lonesome tonight while Rob is repping both of us at the Pride meeting tonight, which I’m quite sure is done now.
I haven’t been sleeping well, and I am so drowsy right now it’s taken me over half an hour to write this, and there isn’t a whole lot to my rambles as usual. Someday soon I’m sure I’ll bounce back for you, but for now I think I shall continue to congeal on my bump on my log.