11/27/2011

Last Tuesday, I went to work and told them that I was quitting on December 17th.  It was nice.  I am rather sad, because I have had this job longer than I’ve ever held any other job.  At the same time, it’s gotten to the point that I can’t stand going there on account of the gross mismanagement…and my coworkers.

I have my chemistry final on the 19th, and then I’m pretty much out of here.  It’s hard to believe, it all seems to have happened so fast.

I have no way to pay for the classes that I registered for.  I was denied financial aid, so I’m not sure what I’m going to do.  There are private loans I can get, but private loan companies are pretty much the definition of capitalistic evil.  I mean, they’re terrible.

Feeling a bit like crying looking at private loan applications, actually.  I’ll just push those bad thoughts away.

I had my parents for Thanksgiving.  That is, I had them for company.  Although I did nearly eat them.  Only my mom, really.  That woman can nag.  Endlessly.  I am never letting anyone stay with me for more than a day ever again.

I am eating a shameful amount of pie.  I baked the pie, though, and it’s fantastic.  Baking is logical, quite a bit like chemistry.   Cooking is haphazard and random.  I prefer baking, obviously.

Strange dreams lately, probably on account of the melatonin.  It does help with insomnia.  I just wish I never had to wake up.