about to leave work.

i'm meeting christina at a new coffee shop we like. brett continues to text me. he wants my "thoughts" on "13." i'm being cryptic.

i wish i had cashed my paycheck today, but i didn't. tomorrow. mom is very tired and overworked; she's been at the office past 10 pm for the past few nights, working on sunday, even. i stayed up waiting for her last night - she didn't get home until after midnight. lulu and i cleaned the house and made her bed, and i did lots of laundry, and mom was happy.

i'm glad tomorrow is the end of the week for me, but then we leave for the club on friday... lulu and i are hoping no one will be up, so we can sit on the porch and read all day. she has summer reading to do, as do i; i am currently reading the student handbook, something i've never done in my entire life. i want to be the best orientation leader i possibly can, though, so i'm ploughing through it. the school hasn't yet sent me the freshman summer reading, which worries me. i have to do that when it arrives. and lulu is reading "mrs. dalloway," so i'll be reading that along with her.

my stomach kind of hurts.

one of the clients i called today is not much older than i am. from the picture we have in the file his injury looks extremely painful. he sounds attractive on the phone, but not my type.