I don't know if I can overcome my inherent bubble. However, the urge is there.

Well, I may very well be droopy and sad tomorrow--perhaps I should avoid you, Kat.

Since it seems a tad unlikely I'll be employed by Friday, why don't I come by then?

Jesse--did you ever send me that "what poker players do you have?" email?

There will probably still be tres leches cake on friday. though not as fresh as tomorrow.

I can understand the urge to resist droopy and sad. But if you want to wallow, we're here.

I can't keep on wallowing. I don't know how I'd stop. Hopefully company tonight will distract me, but I know I'll still be iffy tomorrow.

Hell, I'm ditching krav today. That's something.

Congrats msbelle! I'm so happy for you and Mac. Safe travels home.

In meme news, I got a letter today notifying me that my friggin' insurance company denied me almost $400 worth of coverage because I went to the "wrong" urgent care when I threw my back out. So not only did I get the nasty shots and the heavy meds that made me dopey and the pain, I get to pay for it all myself. Sometimes I wonder why I even have insurance. I'm going to contest it, but I'm not hopeful. Fuckers.

I also find it ironic that I get this news right as I'm coming down with a nasty cold.

t /meme

ETA: I just backread, ita. I'm really sorry--please let me know if I can do anything.

Jesse--did you ever send me that "what poker players do you have?" email?

I did not! Now I will.

Frak! When did we get a new thread? I haven't finished the old one yet!

I'm 50 and I'm still working on the growing up thing. I still don't have a career, but I do have a useless Masters Degree. I'm still paying the student loans on it. I own one cereal bowl, one soup bowl, one large, medium and small plate. I have to wash something if I want to use something. Only way I do dishes.

I don't know how to manage money. And I don't know where to get help.

I need a better job, to make grown up money, but don't know how to write a resume and cover letter.

When does the adulthood start?

Kristin, how is the new school?

skipping krav, ita? whoa! Also, friday AM might be better because I'm finding afternoons to be a little roogey.

I can't answer the last question, but the nice people here could probably tell you where to find money managing help. Unfortunately, that's not me, as I have a luddite's manner of managing money that I don't really recommend in this day and age. At least I'm not stuffing it in my mattress...

True story: Sometime after my mom's parents' had their first kid of 6, the farmhouse burned down. Grandpa nearly had a stroke. All their money was in an old fur coat in the house!!! - This was the Depression.- Except Grandma had decided to air out the winter coats in the chicken coop (um, why this constitutes an airing, I still don't get.) So the money didn't burn. They lived in the chicken coop until the new house was built. The new house still stands, though my uncle built a new new house 5 years or so ago. The new new house is fantastic, but I'll always love the old farmhouse and its stories.

Kat, it's amazing. A true bright spot in my life; I love it there.

How is school(s) going for you?