Oh, and I had one little chocolate square of Belgian chocolate. Cause I had to do something to feel better and apparantly drinking two bottles of wine alone in my room isn't an option anymore. I swear, I did it ONCE and I'll never live it down.
I swear to God I'm never planning another nice vacation for myself as long as I live if this keeps up. It's inevitable, I plan a vacation, then everything falls about my ears.
I'm sounding pessimistic yes, chalk it up to the bad mood.
I'm more pissed about the fact I work so hard for a pittance is all. Blech.
Next year I'm so looking to apply at DR and work there while getting the grad school sit worked out. It's starting $29K, but hell, that's leaps above what I'm pulling in now.