Jenna's House of Idiosyncrasies Version 10.0 [Focus.]

I have found that, out of pure laziness, my blue flip flops (my first-ever pair of flip flops, mind you) go with everything, even when they don't go with everything. This enables me to avoid the whole tying/velcro/fastening that comes with all my other shoes, which is so tiresome.

The new job is going well. I have noticed that in my office, going full time is a feeling not unlike finally being let in on some private joke. I'm not sure what the joke is, exactly, but I feel like I know the punchline.

Because I fucked around so much last year school-wise (long story short, I failed more classes than I passed), I am no longer eligible for financial aid. I therefore have no freakin’ clue how I am going to pay for my tuition. I am contemplating starting a Dropcash campaign. We at the House are not above begging.

Despite my best efforts, all I talk about now is interest rates, debt, investing, and how stressed out my current financial situation is making me. I just need to remember that if I can get through the next six months, it is all downhill from there.

I am moving July 31st. Across the street. I am way excited, even though I will have no real furniture for awhile due to the while tuition fiasco. However, I will be living alone. I firmly believe that a lack of roommates is a sure sign of adulthood. Even if you manage the whole being-an-adult thing quite poorly, like myself.

Friends, romans, countrymen: if you would like to help me move, I am offering lunch and/or dinner and/or beer and/or something more scandalous. All you have to do is save the date; I really don't own that much stuff so it shouldn't be tons of work. Very minimal amount of marching across the street with heavy objects. Do get in touch, lovelys.

Starting next week I will be working from 11 AM to 8 PM. So when you call me at 7:30 and I tell you I'm still at work, please do not be surprised. It'll be totally status quo.

Whew. I am way boring lately.