I need a bigger plate...mine is full

Another gorgeous day and I am stuck inside...rotting away with janet.

Since school got out and we entered into the summer months or as I like to call it "What picture frame am I going to dust today?" or "How many times will CNN.com change top stories in the course of 8 hours?", I have been left with a lot of time to think, which then leads to worrying and then usually ends in panic. For example: the notion that I might some day graduate. Its a fairy tale I have been living for 8 years ( I can feel my mom shuddering) and the happy ending is hidden behind the evil witch also known as "degree requirements." In a matter of 1 hour, one of the days this week, I decided that I need to start doubling up on school, meaning take more classes and do so at two different institutions. Say hello to my old friend, NO LIFE.

I then also decided that since I will need more money to reach my goal of insanity, I need a part-time job. Thats it! Have a full-time job, go from 6 credit hours to 15 and add a part-time job on top. And the real sad part is, I'm not really dreading it. I am honestly looking forward to being busy non-stop. Its going to be a good challenge and I'm just hoping to be able to finish my fairy tale in about two years!