Breaking All the Rules
I am poor.
We're calling it a "transitional time." The "transitional time" is the bleak six weeks from when I used up all my student loan money until I get paid for my new job. This has been a hard time for all of us including the Monster who is used to always having at least a half tank of gas in her and me who is used to always having at least a half gallon of ice cream in the freezer.
Now, the "transitional time" doesn't end until Thursday at Midnight and the days (and the nights) are getting bleaker. Until today when I sold some of my books (see how pathetic I am?). I was so excited. I had $30 CASH IN MY HAND.
What did I immediately do?
Well, friends, I went to the grocery store and bought some meat and some bread. And then I cooked the meat and put it in some sauce and then I put the meat sauce on my spaghetti. And then I put butter on the bread and had some salad on the side and I got all that for $7!
It was hard though to be in the grocery store and not buy the usuals. I intentionally left my ID in the car so I wouldn't buy drinks and I intentionally left the twenty in the car so I wouldn't buy cake mix. I prevailed though. And I am so proud.
Also, I wore pajamas to the grocery store and cooked two nights in a row and made, ate, and cleaned up spaghetti sauce while wearing a white shirt.
And now I'm eating ice cream in bed. So sue me.
Please don't sue me. I'm poor.
Comments
what's my secret?
i eat ice cream in bed
Posted by: heather nicole | January 9, 2006 11:04 PM
Is it ever eaten anywhere else? O_o o_O
Posted by: Aakanksha | January 10, 2006 1:31 AM
"Please don't sue me. I'm poor." I LOL'd for real at that one.
Remember when we HATED MASUGI and you wore pajama pants to class?
So much mileage ...
Posted by: SHEPHERD | January 10, 2006 6:24 AM
What's my secret?
I'm afraid of the dark.
AND, I sleep with a night light.
Bitch fight insues. Jay has to get involved.
Posted by: Abigail | January 10, 2006 7:30 AM
Shepherd, I'm pretty sure wearing pajama pants to Masugi's class has been the pivotal moment of my adult life.
"Are you looking at me?"
So much mileage.
Posted by: Abigail | January 10, 2006 7:31 AM
What's my secret? I stole Jayla's boyfriend after crashing a Jehovah's Witness convention.
It don't matter a thing if you ain't got that SKIN.
huh.
Posted by: matt | January 10, 2006 2:58 PM
What? I thought Abigail wore pajamas EVERYWHERE!
Posted by: Sally Schilling | January 10, 2006 8:25 PM
Abigail outgrew that.
Except for when one-eyed crazy men demand that I revoke all journalistic ethic and expect me to wear business casual.
Now, I only wear business casual when getting paid.
Posted by: Abigail | January 10, 2006 9:38 PM
I'm delurking. I've never eaten ice cream in bed, I've eaten it in the bath.
Posted by: mrsmogul | January 11, 2006 12:26 AM
Friend, I TOTALLY understand about this...my family had a similar episode for the last two weeks of December.
Posted by: Holly | January 11, 2006 11:13 AM