the blue haired waitress is born

since moving back to texas to start grad school in august, i have suffered a little mental health breakdown.

all the plans i had busted my ass on over the past year seemed to fizzle in sync. my furniture arrived two weeks late, my grad school is overcrowded (twice the anticipated student body, plus displaced students from katrina), my promised advisor dumped me on his colleague who prefers not to waste his time on masters students, my parents moved to town, my mild bipolar issues roared to the forefront, and to top it all off, i'm bedridden from food poisoning.

but i have a plan.

i am dropping my course load to a single class in epidemiology (a surprising favorite). i am getting a part time job as a waitress. and i am dying my hair blue.