My writing is choppy right now.  So is my mind.  I'm really ready to be finished with this summer session.  I'm tired of my sociology class, and I'm tired of my Middle East class.  I'm doing things right now that I'm not super interested in, and it's affecting me.  Plus, I've been saddled with about a four week depression that has yet to lift.

Amy is actively seeking another job (hence the friends only thing again).  By just looking at some of the jobs out there, we've been realizing how much she's been getting hosed.  Some of these relatively decent workplaces with good sounding jobs offer $20,000-$25,000 a year plus benefits.  The past eight months at Pet Guards, in a hostile work environment and with loads of responsibility, she's been bringing in what would equate to $13,000 with no hope of benefits.  She loves the critters, but is starting to hate the job itself.  She comes home stressed and has to vent.  I don't mind being the recipient of venting, but I can tell it's bothering her and that makes me unhappy.  It's definitely a people-thing in her case, not a job thing.  I just want her to have less stress, and I'd be ready for her to take a pay-cut to get there.

The whole more-money thing can't hurt either.

With a crash of lightning, the darkened skies just erupted with rainfall.  I wish I was outside to enjoy it, but my view from a window will have to suffice.