Yeah, I'm still poor. Yeah, I'm still nutty.
But I can leave the country now.
In the midst of my funk, I forgot to tell everyone that my passport arrived this weekend. Yay. Yay. Yay.
I have no money, but, yay, I have my passport two months ahead of my planned excursion to London to see Miss Gibson.
Is now a good time to get excited about this? I suppose I can just spend the next couple months saving up available funds, eating peanut butter sandwiches and planning to see London.
If I throw myself into my trip, I might just be able to get through everything else.
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