Another Quickie

So, let's see what I could talk about:

Being depressed and missing work yesterday morning only to bike across town yesterday afternoon to my other job.

Worrying now about my finances. Before, I was praying and believing and things were working out. Perhaps that's a plan I should return to.

My move out/in date is Tuesday August 11th to Lincoln Place Apts. One of my roommates is Chinese and a math major named Chunhua (pronounced "Joanne" for you Americans) and the other is ... Christie I think. I haven't met her yet but both of them are going to be juniors at the U of I so if I am able to return to Stanford next year we will all be graduating in the same class....Class of 2011.

I need to twist my hair. I feel like Africa Boombata or somebody, not that he had dreds, but I am a little shaggy around the roots.

My toe still hurts and now along with it the bunion on my other foot which I already had surgery for in high school. I have half a mind to give my podiatrist a call. He said 10-20 years depending on how I treat it before it would give me trouble again. I haven't been an athlete, I've only worn cheap, inferior shoes. Bah!

Two people, females in particular, have sheisted me out of money this month to the tune of over $200 but that's alright. I pray for them, clearly they are in need of it more than me at the moment.

Ah, I don't know if I have already posted this or not but I settled on the idea of pursuing a career in acadamia whilst also publishing books. AKA I want to be a professor and writer. And though I am fuzzy on what I would teach, I know what book I would like to get published first: The Stepsister Trilogy. I started writing it in the sixth grade, over 40 pages at the time, on the backs of my journal assignments for English class. When my teacher found them, she wrote in red pen, "Good, keep going," and I did. Now, I want to finish the tale and having been working in a library for about a month and looking at all the juvenile titles and series I hope that Apple or Avon will pick up my book for thousands of children to enjoy.

Now, I must rush downstairs. I didn't want to come in today, but I didn't yesterday and don't want my depression to drown me out of the world. So I came, and I will also go to my small group bible study tonight. The therapist and I have worked out an agreement, an action plan, to deal with my depression and it involves staying involved and being around people. So, I will.

Arrivederci