Onward...

Tomorrow I go back over the Bridge to my day job. I don't want to go. This helps me decide what's waht on Friday if I get the call from interested career psychologist guy. My day clients will adjust without me. I'll miss them, but they'll get over me. Just as they have gotten over the other people who've come and gone through their homes and apartments.

There's even a girl who I believe my boss would happily replace me with.

Oh please call me on Friday, Interested Career Psychologist Guy. And please don't be running a roach-infested opium den. And please REALLY do have the money you offered for a part time position. (Four days off, same income!)

Then I'll have to save up enough money to sell my car. Because yes, I still owe so much interest to the bank, I'll never be able to sell it and get the title without chipping in. And no one in their right minds would take over the loan.

Oh, and today? I dug deep enough to find the right contact number and method of becoming a provider for Blue Cross Blue Shield. awwwwwww YEAH.