Pardon me as a dance the happy dance through the thread!
My alternative student loan (which will pay for me living by myself in my very own apartment next year) has been conditionally approved! They just have to verify dad's employment and my school registration, and it looks like we're good to go!
I'm so excited!
So, I had that kickass meeting on the first. They said they would get back to me in about a week to a week in a half. It's been eleven days. I just called to check on things and the gentleman I had the meeting with wasn't available to speak to me. I'm trying to be positive about it, but failing miserably.
My negotiation for a higher salary was unsucessful. God, why do I suck so much at this?
I'm going to go out on a limb and say that I'm having a Bad Day.
t puts aside personal bitterness for a mo'
YAY VW!
Oh, Nora. That sucks. I am so sorry.
Oh, that sucks, Nora. That does NOT mean that you suck though. It's just one of those (bad and sucky)things.
Are you going to take the job anyway?
Nora, that totally happened to me with my job I got when I first moved to Boston. I wanted the job so badly, though, that I took it anyway, which worked out ok.
Crap, Nora. That sucks.
VW, all right!
Kristin, you just got done with grading? *boggles* When do schools in LA get DONE? My last day was 5/30.
Summers as a kid...my mom worked, so the lady upstairs watched us. She was a nurse and worked night shift, and he daughter was out age, so we palled around. We spent all day at the pool, listening to "Electric Avenue" and smelling Hawaiian Tropic tanning oil, riding our ten-speeds up and down Kmart Hill, climbing trees and walking from tree to tree on the upper branches, and hanging out in the woods behind the apartment complex and playing war.
When it got hot, or we got hungry, we'd go back inside the AC with our damp swimsuits, eat toast with spaghetti sauce on it, and watch "The Reflex" video about a million times on MTV.
Then mom and dad would come home at about 4:30, and we would come in from the pool and eat dinnner while we watched old Star Trek reruns at 6.
I still buy books instead of lip gloss.
I buy both. No reason not to be a fancified bookworm, I always say.
Well, actually, I never say that. (Except for just now.)
Yay vw!!
Continued yay for Kristin!!
(kicks the ass of Nora's day)
So I was doing some craft stuff while Mal was eating dinner (I am NOT allowed to feed him anymore), sitting next to him and chatting with him, and I apparently can no longer multi-task as I put the tiny drill bit
through my thumbnail, by jamming it under the nail and out through the nail, well below the quick.
There's something about blood welling out of the middle of your nail that's wrong.
Also I broke the drill bit in this maneuver and can't find it. Hopefully I'll find it before Mal does.