February
So in light of plummeting interest rates, I decided to pay off the majority of my credit card debt by taking out a heap o money from my savings account. I'm hoping I'll feel much better when I see a bunch of zeros on my account. I'm also hoping to use the money I normally spend on my credit card for my savings.
I was a kind of good girl today and graded some papers. I still have more to grade, but I'm having a hard time getting to it. I am, however, working on class stuff; mostly lectures and so forth.
A friend of mine asked me to come to her Superbowl party tomorrow. I'll probably stop by. She's starting it at 1pm; I didn't have the heart to tell her the game doesn't even start until 6. I also know that she doesn't give a shit about the game. She knows so little about football, I had to explain to her what and where Mile High Stadium was. That's ok, I'm not super concerned about the game. I don't care who wins. 18-0 is amazing, but I hate the Patriots. The Giants got lucky, and there is no personality on their team. They are like toast. Dry, white toast. I just want some drinks and someone to play doctor with.
My depression is waning; maybe it was just the weather or something. Not like I don't believe my life is still ridiculously screwed up, but today I'm ok with it. Or at least less upset about it. It's amazing what a couple of friendly phone calls do for morale.
Anyway, that's about it for now. Happy February.
I was a kind of good girl today and graded some papers. I still have more to grade, but I'm having a hard time getting to it. I am, however, working on class stuff; mostly lectures and so forth.
A friend of mine asked me to come to her Superbowl party tomorrow. I'll probably stop by. She's starting it at 1pm; I didn't have the heart to tell her the game doesn't even start until 6. I also know that she doesn't give a shit about the game. She knows so little about football, I had to explain to her what and where Mile High Stadium was. That's ok, I'm not super concerned about the game. I don't care who wins. 18-0 is amazing, but I hate the Patriots. The Giants got lucky, and there is no personality on their team. They are like toast. Dry, white toast. I just want some drinks and someone to play doctor with.
My depression is waning; maybe it was just the weather or something. Not like I don't believe my life is still ridiculously screwed up, but today I'm ok with it. Or at least less upset about it. It's amazing what a couple of friendly phone calls do for morale.
Anyway, that's about it for now. Happy February.
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