Christmas Thoughts

– I’m in a weird mood right now.  I’m thinking it’s a sign of my upcoming period.  I had an unsettling dream where it was my first day of a new semester, but as I was preparing to go to my next class, I realize I don’t know what the class is or where to go at all, and I can’t find my paper that will tell me.  I’ve also had several dreams where I meet other guys and I am torn between them and Jason.  It’s only been 25 days, I don’t want to think about that.

– Not to say that I haven’t been thinking about that.  But yeah, definitely too soon.

– Anyway, I wake up really unsettled, and go about my day feeling just… uncomfortable.  On top of that, I have literally nothing to do and no one to talk to and therefore nothing can take my mind off such things and I just kind of soak in it.

– I did make fudge though.
– The band I am listening to while blogging will henceforth be included in my tags.

– I have been trying to write over break too, but I find myself staring at my word documents feeling no inspiration.  The thought of never finishing my work and never becoming a writer kills me these days.  Also killing me is the difficulty of getting work published.  It’s a really hopeless feelings.

–Anyway, I should get to sleep.  I have to go home for Christmas tomorrow.

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There is roughly $755 dollars in my bank account, plus some change.

Tonight at Macaroni Grill, I expect to make $30.

An additional $100 from my mother

$120 from various relatives on top of that

$90 from Lo Sole Mio

and hopefully about $100 from my ebay auction.

755+30+100+120+90+100 = 1,165

Given that I don’t eat, and that my car becomes extremely fuel efficient, I should be able to pay off my tuition with a cool $16 to spare.

This what I spend most of my day thinking about.

Being broke is like having a headache. You can think about other things, you can even forget about it, but you somehow still feel it no matter what.

I just need my temp agency to pull through for me. I just need my flake of a study abroad advisor to get me my $278 housing deposit back. I just need a lot of things to come together.

I had a weird-ass dream last night. There was an especially foul part that involved feces in my mouth. I did not put it there, I don’t know how it got there, but it got stuck in my braces. WTF, subconcious?

I did basically nothing all day. Lo Sole Mio said they’d probably call me back last night with my $$$. They did not. They did not call me back today either. Lo Sole Mio is full of some rude people who just don’t give a shit.