I am in definite consideration of returning to school for some classes. I have a small means of cash to spend so it might only be the registration for one summer class, but at least I will be doing something to move towards my goals. I also have a metaphysical class coming up soon that I will need to come up with some money for. It seems like no matter what I do I just cannot get ahead financially; oh well, as long as I can make ends meet and still have some money to get myself headed off in the right direction is all I care about. Rory and I are looking into buying a townhouse or something, but the truth is, I don’t think we will have the money stashed away before our lease ends and they kick us out. They are going to tear down the buildings that we are currently living in. They swear it will be at least a year before that happens, but I’m not so sure about that. If they do wind up kicking us out I think that Rory and I are best off looking for either a home that is a rent-to-own type of thing, or moving in to some cheap apartment with a very short lease and just putting most of our stuff into storage. At least that way we would either be investing into something, or we will be able to save up some money so that we can have our own place.

Some, I just know that through this wretched, downward spiral, I will somehow find myself and reclaim my sense of self-worth. It is hard to fight off the yearning to sleep and do nothing. However, I think that I might be able to find some way to get past all of that. Of course, I could be full of shit too, but we’ll see!

So work it so totally and utterly boring that I am about to rip my hair out! There is absolutely nothing to do around here. I’m not sure how much longer I will have a job either. There is just nothing to do besides stare at some blank cubical walls. Metheia asked if I was ready to fall asleep yet. I really don’t think she gives a shit about what I do all day as long as I look busy and that I do something right away if she does actually give me something to do. I think that the most fucked up part about all of this, is the fact that the head of the department didn’t even realize I was still coming here; the person who signs my time cards has no concept of what kind of hours I put in here. I could say I worked 24/7 and she would probably think that I really did. It’s definitely a bizarre place to work.

I am actually looking into finding something that pays just a little better and that is full time though. I’m sick of this temping shit!