I'm having that feeling now. And I'm not sure if it's because I think I might have left something on... Or maybe it's because my socks don't even remotely match today... Or maybe it's because it's fucking 2 degrees outside and I can't enjoy the snow because this town sucks all of the joy out of me?
Maybe it's that.
I was going to complain about being miserable in this town, but then I thought about it...
I don't pay rent. Definite bonus.
I *hopefully* won't have to pay for next semester's classes.
I don't have real responsibility, outside of my pets and general well-being.
I have no right, really, to complain.
My girlfriend thinks I'm just complaining because now I'm not making enough money to waste on all the things I used to... BINGO.
I'm not ashamed to say that I'm a hoarder of things. I buy and buy with no regard, really, to cost or benefit. This is America, for goodness' sake-- I'm supposed to look for things that look pretty but aren't really functional. Like the RAV-4. But I like to think that I waste money on more than just things. I waste money on experiences as well. I'm a fan of hopping on a bus train or plan to anywhere other than where I am at the moment. I move a lot (this is the first time I've fully unpacked my suitcases in over two years), which wastes a HELL of a lot of money. But there are few places I haven't seen, and very few "types" of people I haven't met or friended on Facebook. And for that, I would-- and do-- spend my very last dime.
These days, though, I've been wasting a hell of a lot of money on this here obsession with fish.
I bought this 75 gallon, almost as tall as me, so HUGE I could take a bath in that mother effer tank for no reason other than I want at least four of these (expensive ass) seahorses:
And you're probably going to hear me obsessing about it until I get them... Next summer...
Right now, though, I'm going to go look for something to fill up my ten gallon. And redo my nails. =)






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