Tonight is Rachael's last night. Technically it's morning now and we're both on seperate computers, right across from each other. Talking like we're sleeping in tomorrow (we're leaving at nine in the morning to New Orleans to take her to the station) and like she still lives blocks away. Talking like it's last year. I'm so glad it's not last year anymore.

We're going out to eat tomorrow after we say goodbye to Rachael. We're going out for my birthday because we'll finally be able to afford it (well...not really, but you know, we won't be in the red if we spend a little money tomorrow). I think when we're doing badly financially I get triggered more easily than when we're not. I could be wrong, but I think I can see a pattern here. Okay, so I've spotted the pattern...what's the next step? I guess I can bring that one to Scott. We had to reschedule my appoitment last week, so I don't know when the next one is.