Day 5, June 27th
The previous day Gray and I drove an hour to college to pick up our money.  We were supposed to get our Pell and student loan checks on the 26th.  When we went to pick them up, they said they would be ready on July 9th.  The only thing that they could do was to let us fill out the paperwork for an emergency loan.  We filled out  the necessary forms and turned them in.  Financial Aid told us that we would have our money on the 28th.

Things at home were okay, though a bit more tense considering our financial situation.  The dogs were still being dogs.  Gray spent a lot of time on the computer and I was online when he wasn’t.

I cleaned up around S&Ds house a bit.  I watched “Runaway Bride” and “Tin Cup”.  I was starting to get a bit bored in the house, so I vegged out in front of the TV for a while and read more of Jill McCorkle’s “The Cheerleader”, while I have been reading on and off for at least a month.

Day 6, June 28th
Gray and I went back to school.  I had a therapy session at 13:30 and he was going to go talk to Mr. Underwood in the theater department about a job that we were asked to do for the following week.  He told me he would either be in the guy’s office or in bowling alley/pool room on the floor below my therapist.  We could go get our money, after I was finished, together.

At 15:00, an hour and a half and four or five tissues later, I left therapy.  I strolled down to the game room.  No Gray.  I hiked over to the theater.  I trudged up the three flights of stairs to get to Mr. Underwood’s office.  No Gray.  No Mr. Underwood.  I walked back down and over to the game room.  Nope.  I decided to go out on a limb and check in the 24-hour computer lab across campus.  No luck.

At this point I was angry that I couldn’t find Gray.  I was hot and sweaty from running all over campus in mid-ninety degree weather.  I was hungry as hell.  I decided to go pick up my check, cash it, eat and try looking for him again.  After all, he wasn’t where he was supposed to be.  A girl’s gotta eat.

I walked over to Financial Aid only to find that my money was not there.  Further investigation revealed that the school has placed a freeze on all loans and is not turning them over to the students until that time.  They consider it “their money”.  They are earning interest on it now.  They have the money, it has been sent there by the people loaning it out, but the school won’t turn it over.

This all would not have been as big of a problem if we hadn’t counted on getting it on the 27th.  We had filled up our cars with gas and only had $80 tucked away.  Normally, we wouldn’t have THAT, but I was insistent about keeping it back.

Even though the school said that they understood that the money was for food and rent, they weren’t going to issue any check until the 9th.  The bastards.  This also means that we can’t get the book for our second summer session class, which starts tonight, until the 9th.  This should be fun.  We will be sitting in class for four hours of instruction time with no book.  *grumbles under breath*

Lesson One: Never plan on getting money from any institution on time or even up to two weeks late.

At this point, I was livid.  I stormed back over to the theater, just in time to see Gray ducking inside.  I followed him, but it turned out to be mirage.  Overhead vultures circled.  Someone was going to die.

I finally found Gray in the sound booth in the theater, smiling and laughing with Mr. Underwood.  He had started the job earlier than anticipated.  He had been working since 2PM and needed to stay until 5PM.

Lesson Two: It is incredibly hard to sit still when you are holding back the urge to strangle someone with their headphone chord.

At 17:00 Gray was relinquished from his duties and we went back to our place.  We fought over stupid stuff for a little bit.  We both got something to eat and that took the edge off.  He had to work in his mom’s office the next morning, so he decided to stay there.  I drove home alone.  I posted about the difficulty of sleeping without him.  I was online almost all night.

Day 7, June 29th (Friday)
I was online almost all day.  I cleaned a little and colored my hair, though I was unimpressed with the turn-out on both endeavors.  MY hair was supposed to a dark brown with red highlights.  Instead it is burgundy.  Quite a shock for me, I assure you.

Lesson 3: Quit coloring my own hair and let a pro do it, despite the cost.  It never turns out like I want it.

Gray got home from the theater at 20:45.  He told me that he was going to borrow money from his mom and she was paying for the time he spent in the office.  This took a lot of worry off both of us.

We lounged and ate dinner and watched TV together.  We saw the “Japanese Girl Festival” battle on Iron Chef and several old episodes of SNL.  I fell asleep with him on the couch and all was right, just as it should be.

Day 8, June 30th
Gray and I went to see AI.  I was somewhat disappointed in it.  More than anything, I was upset.  The movie’s central theme was somewhat like Pinocchio: the search for acceptance and love from a parent.  It hit a little close to home for me.  I blubbered in the movie and all the way home.  I was ill-tempered and snappy for the rest of the day.

My headache came back and made things worse.  Gray went out and got me comfort food.  Mashed potatoes and gravy can soothe my soul when nothing else can.  The man is good.  Damned good.

After my tummy was full and I was all cried and snotted out, I fell asleep with him again.

Day 9, July 1st
I spent two hours typing out the church rant/post.  I needed to burn off some energy, so I surprised Gray with pancakes for breakfast.  We ate together and then bummed around the house all day.  I was online for a while, he played pool, we played with dogs.

We met him mom and dad at the Ruby Tuesday’s nearby and gave them Maxie, the licking dog.  She is going to live with them now and I will miss her, but she will have no competition for attention and she will be spoiled like mad. *sniff*  Gray’s mom gave us a check to cash for grocery money and our book.  Hugs were disbursed and we left.

I got thirsty on the way home, so we dug change out of the seats in the car and went to Sonic for Route 44 drinks.  A fight broke out between employees and a group of teenie-bopper-assholes in the car beside us.  Dinner and a show!

We went home and watched movies all night.  “Autumn in New York” was first and Gray held hid tongue the entire time.  I guess he was trying not to swallow it.  It was a fairly crummy movie.

We saw “Eyes Wide Shut” was coming on.  I had watched before, but was not at all impressed.  He hadn’t seen it and liked Kubrick, so I watched it with him.

Lesson 4: Watch movies that he wants to watch and I get laid.

Of course, I fell asleep afterwards, as I always do.  Thus, the month started on a good note.