Why must the real world suck so much? I feel like every summer I’m just hit with a whole new rash of bills. The main one is my college loans. I’ve had to start repayment, and that’s no fun. It’s not a huge monthly bill, but just enough to put a dent in everything else, and with the price of gas these days, every cent matters. I suppose I should just be glad that I don’t have to worry about stuff like mortgage lenders or car payments.

I also haven’t been feeling so great the last couple of days. As I said yesterday, every time I move, I feel like a bowl of Rice Krispies because something either snaps, crackles or pops. So not cool. I don’t feel as bad today. I think I mostly slept it off, whatever it was. I’m not nearly as tired and achy today, which is a relief. But I guess if I’m going to get sick, now would be the best time since I have the family vacation coming up, and I wouldn’t want to be sick during that.

I keep getting junk mail about individual health insurance, and it’s so annoying. It wouldn’t be bad if it were something useful because, God knows, I could use some affordable health insurance. That one visit to the dentist for two teeth about put me in the poor house. People can’t afford unexpected bills like that. There’s just no way to survive when you have stuff like that popping up. Guh, I hate being an adult.