Well, the semester is over. I got a B, a B-, and an F.
Dammit.
That means my financial aid is shot unless I can convince them I’m worth another shot at it. Needless to say, Bob is not happy.
I’ve stopped playing ogame, because it still sucks even if I’m good at it now. I’ve found a better game, Astro Empires, which is probably taking up too much of my time. This means I either need to quit or learn to only play for a few minutes a day. Or at least do something else while I’m playing.
I need to find a job, and I still have to figure out what to do about Alison. I find myself actually wishing that her pie-in-the-sky fantasy actually works out and Montreal Man suddenly comes back and somehow makes up for his long absence (thus making her no longer my problem.) I think I may need to seek professional help.
Hey, you’ve got a lot on your plate and your mind. Don’t beat yourself up over it.
Bob, I think it’s time to turn off the computer for a couple of days, clean up and shave, and check out the work that is available around town. I know you program, maybe Levi can help you out? I know also, even though it sucks, call center work hires all the time, and you’ve got some of that in your area, think about it.