First Friday

It's the first Friday of the semester and I'm already a mess.  Freaking out over money (going to have to take well over $1,000 out of my retirement savings to pay my credit card which DESTROYS me, but hell, I'm a grad student and this happens right?  It sure seems to happen to all my friends!), my new job doesn't start til next week at earliest, and I haven't gotten a second job yet despite all the applications I've sent in/filled out/etc.  I NEED that second job but OH how I want a campus job!!  Preferably an assistantship!

I also need health insurance but I'm reluctant to pull that trigger until I'm 100% sure an assistantship won't happen. Will probably force myself into it next week.

Today I slept in (let's be honest - I turned off my alarm, turned over, and slept on like the dead.  Insomnia bit me so hard Tuesday I only had a couple hours sleep, and although I slept for nearly 6 whole hours Wednesday I was still dying most of Thursday), and found that my freezer had popped open and stayed open about 4 millimeters all night.  Now I'm petrified for fear what my electricity bill will be this month!  At least I won't use much electricity while I'm on campus working all the time.

Then I took my bike in to the bike shop.  I broke a brake on Wednesday swerving to avoid some ******** who decided walking in front of a cyclist going full-tilt around a corner was a good idea, so I found a bike shop and drove my bike there.  Had such a hell of a time getting it in the back seat (I swear some of my upholstery is ruined and I have no money for a carwash or anything) I caved and bought a bike rack for the car (it's a very nice one, and reasonably simple to set up), so my total came to $86.  GAH.  But I NEED my bike, and this way I can take it to get fixed when I need to, or, as is more likely, now that I've dropped the $$ on the rack I'll never do anything that I can't fix myself, and it'll be useless.

Then I came home and put some money into my credit card and had a minor freakout over it, but let's face it, those savings are there for emergencies.  I was sufficiently freaked out I up and sent my novel to another big London agency.  Will it EVER get taken?  I might just wait 4 weeks instead of the usual 6 to send it to someone else.  I have some very rude words mentally stored up for the industry that is constantly rejecting my work but publishing illogical, un-literary pap like Twilight.

Now I'm taking a break from struggling with my homework (I MUST finish and turn in this one assignment before I go to Austin this weekend!!) to write this, and then back to that essay.  Once that's done, I'm going to set up my powerpoint for my presentation on Wednesday and then I'll give myself an hour or so to work on a different novel, the one I plan to self-publish and try and get my nom d' plume out there.

Okay.  Back to that essay.  I can DO this! 


...I hope.