If you haven't noticed, sometimes I tend to go off the deep end about things that happen in my life. Get a little overly dramatic if you will.

That's what happened yesterday.

The room mate and I have been having "issues" about my lack of ability to pay my rent and yesterday morning it spilled over in the form of email. I know, I know. It's something we should talk about face to face. But seeing as how I have a tendency to avoid confrontation and he, well, he's not much different we're at a bit of an impasse. Those couple of months I didn't have regular income really have taken a toll on my finances and now I'm at the critical point.

As it is I've never been good with money. This is the girl that just barely got a D in Macro. And that was only because the prof felt sorry for me. Sigh. I'm trying to change though. I've been doing some reading about being more organized financially. About saving money and working through debt. Someday I might actually be debt free. Until then though I'll continue to hold my breath every time a check gets mailed out and cross my fingers that somewhere there's a rich realative who will miraculously leave me half his or her fortune and I'll never have to worry about the bills again.

See, I still have some sense of that childlike belief in Never-Neverland.