  Crankyness continued. No food in the house, no gas in the car, and Student Loans are sitting around with various appendages sticking in assorted bodily orifices.
End of September is here, folks, and Kurt has no books, his shoes are falling apart, and it seems unbelieveably stupid that this has to continue for at least (AT LEAST) another week. Agh. On the positive side, it's an abject frustration that fills up my brain. Frustration is good, it means that I'm not going to sit down and weep, but i may feel the need just to say fuck it and have a nap.
People are pissing me off in ways I've not experienced since high school, and that teenage attitude of "Screw off, world" is making a comeback. There's a certain vitality in this pissedoffedness, but I'm hoping it won't last; I don't have the energy to keep it up. Oh hey, I can drive again! Well, mostly. I've not had any panic attacks whilst driving in the last month or so.
I do, however have crazy cold sweat nightmares about driving, but since I'm not napping while I'm driving, it's not too much of a problem. I drove my own self to meetings with CaseWorker and Sidekick, through traffic, no less. Yeaaaaaaaaah, go me! Speaking of which, I may find out salient News tomorrow on whether or not I can complete the degree. Send prayers, mojo and happy vibes, pretty please. 
