  Doctor said I really ought to be sleeping more, attributes all my symptoms to a lack of it, and gave me sleeping pills. Took one last night around twelve thirty, and I slept. And had nightmares all night long. I don't think the two are related; but possibly maybe the nightmares are why I never can sleep. It could be a conditioned response telling my subconsious to just back the fuck up and read all night. It is 8.03 in the pm, and I'm still feeling exhausted; but i suspect that after that full night of sleep, my body is longing for that elusive coma state.
We did get a call confirming that the fax has been recieved. Deep sigh of relief, and off to the land of waiting we go. I have no idea when we'll actually get Kurt's papers, but at least the wheels are turning. There is also less pressure, for Kurt got an email from Pam The Money Lady again: October 7, 2003 Mr Kurt Sheldon Holukoff Dear Kurt: This letter is to advise you that the Bursary and Loan Committee reviewed your application for financial assistance again at its recent meeting and has agreed to provide you with a voucher for the Campus Store which will allow you to charge your first term books to your university account. You will need to go to the Student Accounts Office located in University Hall to pick up the voucher. I regret to advise you that we are unable to provide you with any further assistance for the fall semester of this academic year through this program.
cc Student Accounts Office Pam Financial Aid University So, no trouble for misappropriating funds, but we've been cut off from the financal teat of the university. We're ok with that. I was starting to run arrest scenarios in my head. I don't precisely see where Pam was coming from with her pissed offedness with Kurt; were we really expected to let the car go into arrears?
Why didn't they do the voucher thing with the books right off, knowing that from rent alone, we'd eat up 1000 dollars? Were we that unreasonable? (I suppose not, considering they did give Kurt the voucher for his books. ) Is it just me, though, or was that letter a bit on the bitter side? Thank God for parents; otherwise I don't expect we would have eaten the last little bit. No worries for me, I've got a veritable camel hump, but Kurt has long ago lost his blub, and he's already self concious about his skinny legs. 
