However, this does mean that he won't have any room to complain when I buy seasons two, three, and five, so we know what's going on.
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The mail has been wonderful over the past week or so. (Well, what's in the mail has been wonderful. The mail has been pretty crappy, because they're leaving stuff outside my door, in the rain, on a main street of downtown Cape. I'm so tired of that. And also, things are showing up so late, I'm beginning to think our mail is being held hostage somewhere, and released in bursts.)
From
From a Leena in Finland (I can't quite make out her user name, must keep investigating), I received a really cool mix CD. It has some songs I'm familliar with, but a number I've never heard, and that's always a good thing on a mix. She also included little notes on why she used particular songs, and I love reading about that part of the mix creation, so it made me happy, happy, happy.
Did I mention that
And today, a package arrived (and was left out in the rain, but wasn't damaged, thank god) from an unknown source. I believe it's from
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Stressed now, over paying bills and Jake being out of work and hating my job so much. Don't even want to talk about it, or how in the world I'm going to find the money to send the Berkeley application and fee this week. University of Hawaii, Manoa contacted me and I'm going to email the woman back and ask for a fee waiver, and Harvard's out, I think. The more I read, the less I want to actually go there, even though it was an honor to be recruited. I need to decide on the last two schools, then, and get my act together.
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Right before I fell asleep, I had a thought about the perfect end to the novel. At least, I hope it's the perfect end. It's writing easily, five hundred words in less than half an hour, it flowed so well. I need to get back to it, and I want to watch RotK:EE tonight and oh. So much to do and so little time to do it. So little money. Must stop talking now, until I'm in a better mood.