Sunday, October 02, 2005

the fate of my last fourteen dollars.

I would like to inform you all of the fact that I just spent my last fourteen dollars. I'm not sure which is worse, that I found out that I only had fourteen bucks in the bank, or that I subsequently spent it on icecream and cough syrup.

Poverty seems so romantic, until you find out that you don't even have enough money to buy a snickers bar.

sigh.




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1 Comments:

Blogger Shannon. said...

poverty is exotic, because snickers bars are sort of overrated, anyway. Job? theyre worth it. You could probably get one in radio. I just got a gravy job in radio in additon to the one I just got. I advertise jazz festivals.

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