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Today is meeting number two with the business college. Today, I talk to the financial aid people. This, is the do or die meeting. I have come to the conclusion that unless I can get a Pell grant or something like that, I will not be able to do this. Right now, my current job is paying the bills. My part-time job, allows me to buy yarn and have a little fun. But, I figure, I could pay for the books out of the part-time income. In about a year, I will have no credit card debt. Knock on wood. That will clear up a little more disposable income to help pay for more school.

I think I will stick with the business college idea. I really don't need a bachelor's degree to do what I am doing now. If I were to take the time and money to do the bachelor degree, I would probably have to come up with a new career path. I can't think of anything else I would like to do. Not right now anyway. I did tell my supervisor of my thoughts. He seemed pretty happy to hear it. He would like to be able to give me more human resource work. And, I would like to do more. Might just be a win-win situation for both of us.

Good news. I can still drink. Actually, I think I am actually better at drinking now. I have learned how to prevent a killer hang-over. The last two times I have gotten totally shit-faced I have done these two things, so it must be one of them that is the preventative medicine: 1) when I get home, I take a multi-vitamin with a big glass of water and force myself to stay up for an hour, then off to bed. or....2) make sure I kiss Kt. Of course, I suppose it could just be a comination of all of the above.

Bad news. I still can't dance. And really, I shouldn't dance. Now, on top of the torn tendon in my foot, I can hardly move my knee. Didn't feel a thing until Sunday morning. Was it the can-can or my really great John Travolta impersonation? I just don't know. Oh well, had a great time on Saturday night. The birthday girl had fun and was very happy that we came to the party. (drinking, live music and cake - why wouldn't we???)

Sunday I baked. I made two loaves of bread. Tb got one. And I did surprise him with some cookies too. Of course, mid-cookie-mixing I learned I was out of vanilla. Good thing he works in a restaurant so I could prevent having to get dressed and go to the store. I traded some vanilla for a few cookies. Hope his manager liked them. Hope his manager GOT them.