walk with yr credit card in the air

[wildflowersoul]

every now and then i totally freak out about money. and my lack of it. harvard's new payroll thingy has fully gone into effect, and my paychecks -look- a lot smaller. it's not a huge difference, but when the first digit of the check is lower than what it had been, an icy trepidation settles into the pit of my stomach. blah. i've got enough to pay the bills, a little less with which to have fun. guess that means i'll be drinking strictly pabst, no more fancy-pants girlie drinks (love my budgeting skills). eh. it'll do. money always annoys me, it stems from when my dad told me halfway through college he wasn't going to be paying for anything anymore (including the parental portion of the tuition), i've always been able to take care of myself money-wise, but have always been too close to the edge for comfort.

i have now moved into my cube. it is cold and lonely back here, but the sweet, sweet freedom is worth it.

Comments

[cosmicserpent.livejournal.com]

I do the same thing with money. Just one or two nights during the year, I'll totally freak out and not be able to sleep. Usually it follows that I'll stay in and be bored during the next month or so only to wash, rinse and repeat said bad behavior.

[wildflowersoul.livejournal.com]

that's the way it goes... i've remembered that i'll be getting some fabulous student loan money soon, so grad school will help fund my waywardness.

[kpilo.livejournal.com]

excellent plan. from now on, i too shall only drink pabst. :) i'm so pbr obsessed, but maybe that's because i seem to be in the pbr void. can't find it north of richmond or south of philly it seems. :(

[wildflowersoul.livejournal.com]

a place without pabst is a sad place indeed.
you have no idea how obsessed i was when i moved here, as it's hard to find liquor stores that carry sweet pbr (and no one has the tall cans), but at least bars have it.
$1.50 drafts!!
i'm such a lewiston girl.