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Bits.

So I'm taking Parker's shift at AE since I got him sick. Also becauses I desperately need the hours.

I've been so freaked out since I got that statement from Sallie Mae; I owe them a lot. It has me scared all over again, just as I thought I'd begun to figure out all that money shit.

At this point I'm probably going to get a forebearance on the Sallie Mae stuff and consolidate the other 50 loans and try to get those payments graduated or some such. I want to pay of some of these loans. I'd feel too irresponsible otherwise.

So I'm gonna do some quickish workout then head in early; maybe call up Sallie Mae and get some concrete facts. Hm......

...aaaand, sigh. I'm so tensed up over this. Sighfucksigh. Money scares the shit out of me, and here it's complicated by being in several different loans and to multiple institutions. So it's a lot and hard to keep track of >.<

I guess now's a good time for what they call "spiritual growth". Prayer, patience, soul searching....also responsibility. More third step type action might be good. Bit by fucking bit.

Oh well, I gotta run.
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