Yesterday was the Federal Budget announcement. The program I work for was not renewed, making it even more unlikely that I will have a job upon graduation.
If I manage to graduate. I might drown in a sea of homework before I receive a diploma.
Oh, and my landlord has been calling to find out when I’ll be bringing my new roommate in to sign the lease. No such person exists.
I’ve had $12 in my bank account since last Friday. Somehow I still managed to rub all of my pennies together and procure a bottle of wine last night. And cookies. And ice cream that I stayed awake and ate until 2:30 in the morning.
I feel like I’m a dog turd that’s been attacked by a meat tenderizer and then run over by a steam roller.
Can’t say I was overly enthusiastic about trying to set a new squat 3RM today.
Nor was I terribly surprised that they appear to be high.