I worked over 12 hours today. I'm still trying to make up for the work I missed when the office's DSL was down earlier in the week. I lost more than a day, which is going to take a huge chunk out of my next paycheck.  Speaking of which, I'm an independent contractor now. This is good and bad because I have to look after my own taxes. It's good because I'm using my taxes to pay more bills, but it's bad -- very, very bad -- because even this isn't enough to pay what needs to be paid, and in April I'm going to have to somehow come up with the money to pay those taxes. For the past year or so I've been Jo Beth Williams running down that hallway in Poltergeist -- the harder I run, the further behind I get. Safety and security keeps moving further and further away.

After my 12-hour day, I took a 2-hour typing test -slash- job interview online. I kicked its butt, of course. It was actually a lot of fun to do hospital transcription again. Fingers crossed that they hire me. If I can fit a full-time shift into my schedule on top of my current full-time job, this company actually offers pretty decent benefits. No benefits for part-timers, unfortunately, but at least there would be a little bit of extra money coming in.

I'm so tired of being sick about money. It's immensely gratifying to be handling my own stuff, but that's no consolation I'm about to lose it all despite working so hard for so long. I wanted to go back to school, but I can't see how that will ever be possible.

I just realized I haven't eaten in 24 hours. Jeez.