Cue the dramatic music as the soap opera starts cause that's what this feels like. So the last few days I've just been trying to get used to my full-time schedule at VETS (it's brutal the 8:30-5:30 schedule, ugh!) but the only thing that keeps me pacified isi that that monthly check is gonna be the shit! After calculating on the computer what the check would be (I hope) I can have the NASA credit card paid off by June, and the Bank of America paid off by July, which would be great considering that I'm probably gonna need the money in London.
Speaking of which, I got the loan approved basically though the school is sayinig that they won't certify the loan until July which makes me wonder how the hell I'm going to convince the Visa office for the UK to let me have the points rating system which talks about this new shit that I don't get. Something about how you have to prove that you have all the money for a year of tuition upfront plus extra money so that way you don't have to depend on a job. I understand the basic premise, since the country needs to keep jobs for their own people, but that's just kinda fucked up. I mean really who's going to keep an extra 7,000 pounds in their account just cause the government says so?
Also, I just found out about something called the Loan Forgiveness Act in regards to student loans in the U.S. Basically it said if work in a low-paying job industry (teaching or whatever,) they will lower your monthly payments to something that's more manageable. And after 25 years of payments, the loan is forgiven. Also, if you accumulate 10 years of public service, the debt you have will also be forgiven. I'll have to find out more about that since I'll be working on 2 years this year alone, so I figure if I work for another 8 and have my debts vanish, that'd be great. Of course, with teaching and all, I'm wondering if I can get the Loan Forgiveness as well...hmm
So the big news of the week: I finally met the infamous Pete Sanders last night. He came into DC to do a photo shoot with Lynda Carter (she's actually the original WONDER WOMAN and apparently, she lives here in Maryland) for an upcoming album she's doing, and we were supposed to get together afterward. Well he was tellingme some story about how the hotel that was supposed to let him stay accidentally booked his room a day later, and the only thing they had was in Arlington and whatnot and he, (being the ultimate New York primmadonna that he is) told them he was leaving and going home. So he stopped by in a cab on the way to Union Station and picked me up and we went there to have a few drinks and talk.
Okay, so let me devote a few words to Mr. Sanders. First off, I don't know what his deal is, but for some reason he was seriously trying to woo me yesterday and quite frankly, I wasn't feeling it. The main reason for this being, he is old. And I don't mean like 40 old either. He looked closer to 55-60ish range and I was kind of uncomfortable being out in this resturant with him touching all up on me and the looks people were giving. He was trying to appear to be sexy and whatnot (with his whole, "I give GOOD massages" lines and practically attacking my leg underneath the table) and I don't think it was working. On the plus side, he is a very nice man and he's very interesting and all of that. He was blowing through cash like it didn't exist (and ended up givinig me $40.00 for a cab which I promptly pocketed and took the Metro home. I mean seriously, did he REALLY think I was going to waste $25.00 on a cab? Shit...I can use that to have a good time this weekend) and he was telling me that he could set me up with tickets to the Broadway shows and whatever I wanted. Saying he'd spoil me in New York and whatnot, which is what he was saying like three years ago. But he sounded as though he was trying to force this idea of Fate bringing us back together, (I would hardly call Facebook, Fate) and all of that since he wanted to be my man and all of this. It was...weird. But I had a good time, regardless of how uncomfortable he was making me. Now I don't know what to do. He's supposed to be coming back in two weeks for something A Metro Weekly cover I think he said. And he's all like, "And you'll just spend the night with me and we'll share the spa..." I'm not sure I want to be in a jacuzzi with this man. Truly. He was talking about the fact that I should just get over the fact that he's like almost 30 years older than me saying things like, "People always talk about they don't like their lovers at first and it takes time to adjust and whatnot..." Um...well the thing is, I'm trying to do ME here and I don't need another person runnign up in it planting themselves in my way. Now if London was over and I had my doctorate, then that's different. And when I was telling him that I may not be coming back from the UK, he was all like, "Ugh! I heard you say that before! I don't like when you say it. Stop saying it." Well sorry Pete, but it's true. I need to find someone like Frank (again-who by the way is coming to DC in a few weeks and I have to work up epic amounts of courage to see him again)
Basically it's like this. It's not that I don't like Pete. But I don't like him. If that makes any sense.
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