I hate being broke.

[apocalypsos]

I hate having no money. I hate that I'm going to Hershey Park tomorrow and I have to get up early and make a big breakfast because the only food I'll be getting is the free lunch the company's serving. And I'm trying to look at the bright side of not being able to buy soda until my unemployment check shows up, the bright side being that I shouldn't be drinking all that crap anyway.

*sigh*

And the thing is, it's not like I'm not getting two checks next week that will clear up the bills, put gas in my car, and buy me groceries. It's just that until then I have to stretch all of the stuff that I have, and what really pisses me off is that I knew damn well about the Hershey trip and I still didn't put any money aside to buy cheesy souvenirs and bad chocolate.

Fuck. I need to go make Kool-Aid and Ramen now.

Also, words cannot express how much I hate those Dan Active commercials. I know actors in commercials are barely ever any good, but the teenage daughter is so fucking smug I want to reach through the television and throttle her. Of course, I could just be jealous they have enough money to waste on Dan Active, but still.

Comments

[rose-in-texas.livejournal.com]

Being sans money s*cketh mightily, especially when you're with people who DID actually remember to save their money and you start hating them.

Not that I've ever, uh, you know, done that myself. *sheepishly*

[budclare.livejournal.com]

Of course, I could just be jealous they have enough money to waste on Dan Active, but still.

I'm jealous because their immune systems need the help. Mine's so psychotically overenthusiastic as it is that I'm afraid to try Dan Active.

[cdybedahl.livejournal.com]

Start writing fic on comission?