Having to rely on financial aid as my only source of income, aid that is coming in from another country, is increasingly becoming the root of all my stress and frustration in life. I was told that I would have my money on August 15th. After a handful of long distance phone calls, tracking down checks, and signing over checks, I was finally told that I would have the money in my hands today. I slept so well knowing that in the morning I would make a giant deposit that would cure all of my financial illnesses and treat myself to some good music and food, after all my summer semester ended last night with a test I had studied so hard for, I have a good reason to celebrate and relax until the start of fall semester next week. But NOOOOOO! I get an evil e-mail, one that I had prayed I would not receive, telling me that because so and so are on vacation (let me just say that this is the 4th person to handle my checks that has been on vacation and delayed my happiness) I will not receive my money today, but Tuesday. Maybe. They aren't sure yet. RARRRRR!!!!! Who do I have to strangle to get a little cash in my pocket? Looks like I will be borrowing yet MORE money from the ole roommate. Thank goodness for my saviour, Radiohead, whom I have tickets to see tomorrow night! That will make everything go away, if for only a couple of hours.