My bank account has often sung to the tune of $2 and not because I was going out for too many brunches or partying too hard or because I just had to get away for the Winter.
I seem to find myself at my most broke in the summer- a time when I’d love to flash my feed around. There are so many food trucks, independent theatre productions, and dance parties that call my name on every street corner- but those things cost tens upon twenties of dollars. The pattern I find…… Continue reading Existential Dread. And Pie!
Hole in my mouth, hole in my belly, may as well make that hole in my savings account a little bigger and buy myself some lunch.
We romanticize this kind of morning in today’s meme-heavy landscape, where being lazy is a kind of badge you show anyone who would prefer you to act like a grown up.
I decided I’ve got to do a better job setting myself up for the future. I’m already an aspiring comedian, for goodness sake. I need to do something my future self can be proud of.