So far, 2011 sucks.

Yeah, it’s 5 days in. But thus far 4 out of the 5 days have not been all that great. As in, New Year’s Day has thus been the highlight — which isn’t saying much considering I was mildly hungover and packing for the drive back down here. So far I’ve driven 11 hours to find that my house smelled like weed and the floors I cleaned ruined, gotten horribly sick (although I am thankful that only lasted 24 hours), found out my garbage disposal is probably broken because my POS roommate or her friends put bottle caps down the drain, had horrible cramps, found out that I am not scheduled to get a paycheck next week, aaand today there will be confrontation with said POS roommate by my other roommate who is livid that the house smells and her speakers are broken. And it’s only Wednesday! Oh joy! Oh, and the secretary hinted that I won’t be getting a tuition reimbursement. Oh, 2011, please get better. Please, please.

All this after having 11 days of not having to worry about anything. I just want to kick something.

**EDIT**

After talking with my mentor the paycheck debacle is dealt with and, as usual, she lifted my spirits. Although she didn’t sound cheery about my "getting into" the psych department, she decided it most likely wouldn’t be worth the trouble next year and I’ll probably be able to stay at the medical school. Which means my teaching career will come to a lovely end. Win.