Meh

Two panic attacks in three days. One migraine that lasted all day. An upset stomach. An impending sense of doom.

Oh, yeah. The next few months are going to be *fun*. Top my sudden terror of trying to find a job, work, finish school, and move out with my mom's insistence that if I get a job locally, I should continue living at home so I can pay off student loans for a few months ....

I am *never* going to a) get out of this house, b) get laid, and c) grow up.

Let's hope I don't have another panic attack tonight. In last night's moments between waking and sleeping, I was Dominic, trying not to throw up, while one of my students berated me for being such an idiot. And at one point, my cat joined in on the chastisement. *sigh* It would have been amusing if I hadn't thought I was dying.

I'm getting a Clark/Lex cake in two weeks, right? To celebrate being certified?