This was a good weekend. I relaxed a bit, and was overall happy. I went car shopping with my roommates yesterday. I picked out a good car but I am having second thoughts now. Do I *really* need a car? Could $300 it would cost me every month in loan payments and insurance, be better used to pay down my credit card? For now, I dont have good answers to either of these questions.

In other news, I sent J a couple of emails with a few administrative questions, only to be neglected. I dont care about it anymore.

My therapist has reffered me to the head of the clinic. Apparently only he has the caliber and the tools to help me out. Isnt it great when you are so crazy that only the best can even dare to deal with you? Fabulous. I am totally on path to being in a tight suit inside a padded room.