There is roughly $755 dollars in my bank account, plus some change.

Tonight at Macaroni Grill, I expect to make $30.

An additional $100 from my mother

$120 from various relatives on top of that

$90 from Lo Sole Mio

and hopefully about $100 from my ebay auction.

755+30+100+120+90+100 = 1,165

Given that I don’t eat, and that my car becomes extremely fuel efficient, I should be able to pay off my tuition with a cool $16 to spare.

This what I spend most of my day thinking about.

Being broke is like having a headache. You can think about other things, you can even forget about it, but you somehow still feel it no matter what.

I just need my temp agency to pull through for me. I just need my flake of a study abroad advisor to get me my $278 housing deposit back. I just need a lot of things to come together.

I had a weird-ass dream last night. There was an especially foul part that involved feces in my mouth. I did not put it there, I don’t know how it got there, but it got stuck in my braces. WTF, subconcious?

I did basically nothing all day. Lo Sole Mio said they’d probably call me back last night with my $$$. They did not. They did not call me back today either. Lo Sole Mio is full of some rude people who just don’t give a shit.

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    • Nat
    • Posted December 20, 2007 at 3:40 am
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    lol. the fake comment is above me. I agree on the gift wrapping thing and I have also been doing similar calculations with my financial situation- but my calculus involves judging debate tournaments, working a desk, doing yard work (hopefully), and selling an engagement ring (finally).

    I respect your gift giving and your thriftiness, but do not starve yourself. I’d rather you eat and borrow some money from me than waste away- remember that.

    Of course you made the top, you’re my all time fav!! (… and it’s alphabetical… but still)


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