Life, Etc.
I have to be up for class in six hours, and rather than going to bed four hours ago like I should have, I have been up for hours reading FML, MLIA, and Johnny the Homicidal Maniac books of dubious legality.
I'm one week into the spring semester, and even though I dropped down to twelve hours, things honestly aren't looking good. We'll see if I can deal with it, but if not, I'm dropping. I can't afford to have another bad semester. Intro to Folk Studies is going to be my least favorite class- not to mention that it's largely pointless to take the intro class in a department I've had three 300-level+ courses in- but it's one of the last classes I have to have for my Folklore minor.
I'm also jobless, as business didn't pick back up after the holidays and I got let go with the seasonal workers. I saw it coming, really, and it's a good time to have one fewer stressor, but I could have used the money toward paying my fairly high (for here) rent. I'm pondering reading tarot for spare cash, but I have ethical concerns about using readings for financial gain. There's also the option of moonlighting (again) as an erotica writer, though doing it previously completely removed my desire to read, write, or roleplay smut. The third option is to try to get my old job as a copy editor back. The pay wasn't much and I'd have a couple of super late nights, but it would help, and I honestly kind-of miss attacking the campus newspaper with a red pen.
Regardless, this was supposed to be a pulse check and it turned into a ramble. Hope you're all doing well and feeling happy.
I'm one week into the spring semester, and even though I dropped down to twelve hours, things honestly aren't looking good. We'll see if I can deal with it, but if not, I'm dropping. I can't afford to have another bad semester. Intro to Folk Studies is going to be my least favorite class- not to mention that it's largely pointless to take the intro class in a department I've had three 300-level+ courses in- but it's one of the last classes I have to have for my Folklore minor.
I'm also jobless, as business didn't pick back up after the holidays and I got let go with the seasonal workers. I saw it coming, really, and it's a good time to have one fewer stressor, but I could have used the money toward paying my fairly high (for here) rent. I'm pondering reading tarot for spare cash, but I have ethical concerns about using readings for financial gain. There's also the option of moonlighting (again) as an erotica writer, though doing it previously completely removed my desire to read, write, or roleplay smut. The third option is to try to get my old job as a copy editor back. The pay wasn't much and I'd have a couple of super late nights, but it would help, and I honestly kind-of miss attacking the campus newspaper with a red pen.
Regardless, this was supposed to be a pulse check and it turned into a ramble. Hope you're all doing well and feeling happy.