Well, I could not have asked for a better birthday. The second floor of Thirsty Dog Pub (now The Dog Pub) was packed with friends on Wednesday night, and I just felt loved and appreciated throughout the entire day. A very fun night - one that took me a couple of days to recover from, to be honest - and a reminder that my life in Baltimore is a rich one.
I've worked almost nonstop since that night, it seems - today was one of my mammoth 14-hour days of both teaching and waiting tables - and today was greeted by all of my classes being dropped by Towson. I called them, and begged them to extend the deadline - my first paycheck comes next Friday, and I could have paid almost all the tuition bill then - but they would not, so now I'm left with my books purchased but no classes. Luckily, they open classes up again on Wednesday for us derilicts who cannot pay our bills, so hopefully no one snatches them up. Then, that bill (which will be reimbursed almost immediately; I just didn't have the money upfront to pay it) won't be due until October.
Only six more days of living by a shoestring, worse than probably I've ever lived by a shoestring before. I haven't had a paycheck since the first week of July.
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