The Week

Yesterday was the worst day ever. I was in tears by 3:30. And when I tried to make things better, they just got worse. So I eventually decided I should just come home and give up on the day. And I fell into a deep sleep and now here I am. I have to go to work and hour early today because of Friday rush hour traffic. That sucks. Oh well. Last night I had a dream that I had a second job, but I don't know what it was. It seems like it had something to do with a pool. Maybe I was a lifeguard. And I had a dream that I was singing a song and the person playing the piano messed it up so bad I couldn't even sing along. And I dreamt that my friend's dog woke me up and then I actually did wake up.

Today I'm hoping my adviser will get in touch with me to get my crap all straightened out with financial aid, but he's been kind of a doofus lately, so who knows if he will or won't. I'm not even sure how to get in touch with him, since e-mails don't seem to work and yesterday I caught him at a phone number he didn't give me. I'm so over school beaurocracy.

So anyway, I'm trying to figure out what I want to do today that will bring me the least amount of pain and suffering, because it has been a long and terrible week and I'm tired. I just want to go to work and forget about it.