Today I turned down an interview to be a shift manager. I had been planning to go to it all weekend, but just didn't have peace about it. In the end, I think it would be just too much with going to school full time, and being in a band that is like another part time job. Jason, I think, talked me out of it the most last night when he said something to the effect of "Shit girl, when are you going to have time to breathe?"

The truth is, I don't even know what to do on my days off any more. I live at Starbucks. I sleep there. I will probably get married at Starbucks and raise children there.
Oh dear. I am delirious.

20 days left before I have to go back to school. DANG.