a lovely update on the rather un-fantastic (as of late) life of this chick...

The horse that was only $300 was already sold by the time I was able to call about it. Which was cool, I guess, because she "still needs some work", which can also be interpereted to mean "Do you have insurance? Because you'll need it." After a while, lying on your back with the wind knocked out of you, wondering what just happened just doesnt' fall in the category of "adventerous" any more; it falls into the, "even the birds in the sky are laughing at you, and why do you do this to yourself?" category.

But that was okay... and then I talked to Nick who said he's not getting any settlement from the accident because the insurance company is paying a witness to say he was driving erratically. Which means that he has no money to move here AND go to school. Which means for right now, he has to stay in England.

Of course, there was a tiny smidgen of good news, however ironic it is; if he stays in England, he'll get paid to go to school, because they need medical workers so much, and he wants to take Physical Therapy courses. Which (bad news again), go anywhere from 4 - 8 years, depending on how far you want to go with it.

And I won't be done with school for at least 2 years, because there is a waiting list. Unless I move to England and study there. In which case my friends here will kill me; Diana has in fact already vowed to do so, should I take such a drastic (in her opionion) action.

I'm going to call Nick, then buy some Ben and Jerry's ice cream and indulge in some good, unhealthy chocolate and an insane amount of fat and sugar, and I will also let me feel sorry for myself for a couple of hours. :P