Thursday, August 18, 2005
Several zits appeared on my cheeks this morning, a noteworthy oddity in consideration of the fact that I never break out on my cheeks (though the rest of my face is a veritable oil field). To compound this problem, the sun reddened my pasty face the other day, to the extent that no amount of full coverage Mary Kay foundation conceals it adequately.
My gimp left foot finally healed- it had been misbehaving for more than a week on account of stress from using the elliptical machine, but now all is well again. I have kept off about five pounds for the past couple of weeks, going to the rec every morning and every couple of nights.
Tomorrow, though, I must play hooky to attend a scheduling meeting for the Student Assistant position in my dorm. I had heard the office needed to hire a couple of people, so I applied, with the thought that working in the office during the week would provide ample enough study time. Unless they grant at least thirty hours (which is laughable, according to Bianca), I shall probably supplement with weekend shifts at Sam's or elsewhere.
I must call The Father tonight to discuss whether he might yet be persuaded to co-sign a loan for me. He rejected the one I got from Wells Fargo (I really just applied through them because that is the institution through which I have the Stafford), at which point I believe we essentially ended that conversation.
For the past month, therefore, I haven't been entirely certain whether he has now decided that not only will he not take out loans himself, but will also never agree to co-sign for mine, which would most decidedly put me up Shit Creek. Now I must be direct (i.e., talk to him), unfortunately, because no one else in our extended family is in any sort of position to come to my aid in this regard.
This stress needs to disappear. As long as he says, "Yes" to something, everything will be peachy keen. If not, then it would appear as if apartment-hunting I shall go. Yay!
It would give the excuse to move out of Lubbock (I am always one to view the positive aspect of situations).
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 6:56 AM]