And Things Keep Getting Worse

I was about to go buy myself some groceries and cleaning supplies a few minutes ago, but decided I should find out how much money I had to throw around before leaving.

Turns out it’s nothing.

Checking account balance: Five-hundred-something dollars, minus rent and the cable bill, leaves me with forty eight dollars and change. Granted, I spent more money last weekend than I should have… but damn, I just can’t get used to this abject poverty thing.

So I guess grocery shopping waits until next Friday morning, when direct deposit blesses me with meager earnings from my pointless job.

I’m hungry.

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