Nyquil Inspired Rambling

Nothing interesting is going on, I'm just waiting for the Nyquil to kick in so my throat will stop trying to murder me while I sleep.

I'm heading home for the weekend, and I'm really excited. Rylee (Ian's niece) is turning a year old this weekend, which is kind of insane. I'm looking forward to seeing her. I'm also going to get to see Trevor and maybe Jaeson (I never really know until he either shows up or he doesn't...)

Only a couple of weeks left in this quarter... Thank goodness. 14 hours a week of internship on top of 19 credits of senior level classes is definitely not good for my health or wellbeing. I think I'll be taking 18 or 19 credits next quarter too, but I won't have an internship. It's bittersweet, but if I'm being honest, more sweet than bitter. I really do enjoy my internship (at a transitional housing program for women and children), but I also enjoy having time to do things other than homework and internship. I'm going to get to keep meeting weekly with the kid I've been working with, though, which is awesome. I think I can handle an hour a week of therapeutic play. Hell, I think I need it.

Anyway, on to the complaining segment of this blog... You know what sucks? When people don't pay you back for lending them money when they would have been completely screwed without it. I'm no pushover, however. I will be as annoying and naggy as I need to be until I get my money back. I will see my $30.00 again. GRR.

I think that's about it for now... I'm going into my Nyquil induced coma. When I wake up, it will be Friday. Woohoo!