It's unearthly realization time!
Saturday is dress rehearsal for festival.
One week from Saturday festival opens.
Three weeks from yesterday I leave to go on a magically batshit, haphazard, and probably terribly thrifty trip to Dragon*con.
A month from yesterday I move back to Ypsi. Where I have no job, and my parents are under the impression that I won't be dipping into my loan money to get my books. Let's rephrase this to make you all have a laugh: My parents (*point*), expect me (*points to self*) to pay (*turns out empty pocket*) for my books (*points to 20% of the contents of her room*) out of my own pocket (*it's empty*). Commence laughter.
I believe, at an auspice such as this a certain word best sums up this wash of upcoming uncertainty, excitement, and poverty:
Fuck.
One week from Saturday festival opens.
Three weeks from yesterday I leave to go on a magically batshit, haphazard, and probably terribly thrifty trip to Dragon*con.
A month from yesterday I move back to Ypsi. Where I have no job, and my parents are under the impression that I won't be dipping into my loan money to get my books. Let's rephrase this to make you all have a laugh: My parents (*point*), expect me (*points to self*) to pay (*turns out empty pocket*) for my books (*points to 20% of the contents of her room*) out of my own pocket (*it's empty*). Commence laughter.
I believe, at an auspice such as this a certain word best sums up this wash of upcoming uncertainty, excitement, and poverty:
Fuck.