Boo, Hamburgers…
Trying to be financially responsible sucks ass. Being a grown-up is dumb.
Skinny Puppy’s playing tonight.
There’s stuff I really need/want to buy online.
I miss cable tv.
I’d give my left ovary for a fucking steak…
But I’m trying to be better with money, and I’m trying to stay afloat in my own apartment. That means I’ll be sitting at home, eating some Budget Gourmet bullshit, wearing the same clothes I’ve had for 3 years, watching something on my computer screen, and getting facebook statuses/tweets rolling in from everyone who is at the Skinny Puppy show tonight.
Bleh.
Yeah, I’m whining, I know. But how often do I really do that here, right?
Indulge me, ya bastards.
