Dang

Well, in an effort to stop being broke, I emailed the bookstore and told them that I could start working a week early if they wanted. I now have 2 options: the first is to convince my supervisor that section 2 of my 3 section project can be expanded to cover the relevant areas of both 2 and 3, thus, will have less research to do and will just be revising and working, rather than working on both things at once. My second option is to give up, live in a box, and possibly contract syphilis from a grungy public toilet. I suppose a third option would be to try and work at the bookstore, finish a full 3 section-ed project, start taking my fitness classes again, and maintain the proper working order of all personal relationships. Ug. Fitness classes are the first to go, I'll tell you that much. A syphilitic box-dwelling existence might be the way to go. There would certainly be less pressure...

In less fun news, I will be traveling to Swift Current tomorrow to visit my Grandpa. He has been getting sicker, and apparently next weekend may be too late to see him. Next week is the fancy Jessica/Kate party, and it looks like I'll be missing it. *sigh* there's a family reunion even if my Grandpa is fine, and some things are just more important. -- though I will be placing a "move it back a week" call.

And with that, I'm getting back to my project, because I'm just not a fan of the VD-livin'