Blech

Natalie made me leave the house Saturday because she's worried that I'm depressed because I'm not going out much any more. I'm not sure that I'm necessarily depressed but just poor because I have one less paycheck but all the same bills during the summer (and thus not able to afford going out). Also, being in my room doesn't mean that I'm sleeping but just wanting some alone time. But she is still suggesting counseling. I don't see that counseling will help. Even when I am depressed, talking about it doesn't usually help. Especially if it costs money that I don't have. *blinks*

So I went to Melissa and Conrad's house. We played games and I met their dog Zazha. Cute one. Very sweet. It was fun.

I have to finish The Historian before Thursday. Then I can get out of the house and go to book club. I will finish it. I will.

This week I am working days. And there's hardly anything to do. I completed billing from the last conference, and Friday morning I am going to prepare for the next (last!) conference, but that's it. I could prep for the semester. I am also awaiting notice that I will actually have classes (and that much missed extra paycheck) this fall.

Hey - I could read. I have about 400 pages to go before Thursday. And I will finish it. I will.

Anyway, *waves*