father knows best. he always says, "even when you have money, act like you're broke" and he's right, b/c then you'll have money when you really need it.
i need it now...i don't have it.
something is wrong with this picture. the picture, encased in broken glass.
i've been thinking maybe if i get another job, then i would be good, but really it's a matter of habits. no matter how much money i make, i can be in the same boat because i'll spend more, if the present mentality continues to manifest itself, which it would, but it can't because i want to change my habits.
i will. it begins with auditing myself down the every cup of coffee bought. every penny must be taken into account. i grow weary of this attempt at explaining how i'll become more responsible with my money. i'm beginning to get hungry. good thing i brought my lunch today. pot pie. yum-me
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loid, "what the fuck is up!" (c) dave chappelle
jai, this is as good as i could do today. depressing, yes.
i hope this doesn't take away from your shine.
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comin thru on wed. the 27th ... enough time for a happy hour before i have to catch a flight back.
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