Head Full of Cotton

updates to today's earlier post:

a) my car is, in fact, dead. it would cost way more to repair all that's wrong with it than to just use it on part of a trade in to get a new car, or used car really. hollace is about to bite the big one.

b) my main letter-of-recommendation writer apparently never found time to write a letter, so she filled out the form for arlington (which can stand alone, or be sent WITH a letter) and had her secretary turn it into a letter. now i had thought/been lead to believe that the other letters were sent, and she just needed some final info on arlington so she could send that off a few days late, no big deal. wrong. nothing has been sent. she just finished having her secretary write the letter that she will be sending to all the schools. and yes, its only a week or so late, but still...

i've had better mornings, to be honest.

i feel like crying.