So, I'll probably have to get a part-time job or keep looking for a higher paying sole job because finances are not looking too fucking bright right now.Yeah, I have a real hard time finding any sympathy for rich bitches like Britney Spears or Paris Hilton when I have to struggle on a daily basis going to a job I hate and working with stupid people whose heads I'd like to dunk under water. Alas, this is the daily struggle most of us face unfortunately. I just don't know how people with kids do it. I really don't! I'm having a hard time just keeping myself afloat! It sucks! It royally sucks! I don't want a mortgage no more. I think I was happier paying rent, but fell into the trap of believing that owning my own place would be cooler and give me a stronger financial standing. I guess over time it does, but doing this for only one year has been terribly hard. It's very stressful and ridiculously annoying. Sure, having one's own place is pretty cool and all, but it is so freakin' expensive, and very hard to keep my little empire going. I constantly fear foreclosure and eviction and pushing a cart collecting cans and bottles for a living. EEK!
I really wish I could just run away and get away from it all sometimes; fly off like a bird with wings! Whose stupid cruel joke was this?! NOT ONLY AM I MORTAL AND EXPECTED TO DIE ONE DAY, BUT DURING MY LIFE I HAVE TO STRUGGLE AND WORRY ABOUT MONEY?! WHAT THE EF?! ARGH! DAMN YOU GODS OF OLYMPUS! SO THIS IS CAPITALISM?! And nothing is getting cheaper. Food and gas are getting worse, whilst salaries at work stay stagnant. I'll just continue popping my psychotropic med and looking for that right therapist or support group that will help me cope with these irritating daily financial struggles and other issues. Now I know why alcohol and drugs are so abused and adored! Now I know why people jump off clips or slit their wrists! It all makes perfect delicious morbid sense! UGH!
I suppose making money on the side selling my body to rich old men is not entirely out of the question, although God forbid if I have to even go there. Don't they pay bloggers like me to write useless crap like this very post you're reading? I may need a new roommate, but it is hard to find someone dependable and decent to live with. I gotta play the lottery more often than I do, although the odds of winning the considerable amount of money I need to stop feeling so damn miserable are low. Way low. Don't I have a rich old dying uncle somewhere that has an inheritance of at least one million dollars for me?
Alas, the bills will keep on coming no matter how much I whine or complain. My goal/quest for complete sweet bliss and hedonism will have to wait a while longer while I sort out this financial bump in the road.
Oh sweet beautiful mushroom cloud, where art thou?
P.S. A loving tribute to Jerry Falwell:
http://www.tmz.com/2007/05/15/jerry-falwell-1933-2007/
17 comments:
Let's run away together!
But just think of all those people who drive the gigantic SUVs and have 5bed/5bath homes in glorious suburbia. And what about the burbies? They spend more money on their hair, nails, makeup and clothes in a week than you probably spend on your monthly mortgage.
Yes, I'm bitter.
Ops don't introduce me to Todd! :o lol Here's the problem, get the F out of California... way to expensive. Come to Atlanta, lots of decent paying jobs, housing is much more affordable and we do have lots of hot gay men with money around here. :D
You're starting to sound less like John Lennon and more like Janis Joplin (If you don't get it, follow the link.)
Cheer up little buckaroo. There is always cock to make you feel better.
You could rent out the house for "Parties" or throw some of your own. What about reg'ing it as a film location?
Tricking is always a quick way to get drugs and cash (but it always seems to be more drugs than cash and you need the cash)
E-bay your old shirts and underware?
1. Dont you mean Stoopid people?
2. Stop taking psychiatric drugs, they are a lie brought to you by the big pharmaceutical companies, but I do like my klonopin.
3. I will give you $25 bucks for a BJ. Can you measure up?
Money is a bitch. But hey, if you want to make money off of blogging, it seems like Sir Jorge has it pretty figured out, I bet if you asked him he could help you out and give you the ins and outs of how to make money through blogs. I figure you were only half-kidding, but just in case...
And about owning your own place, I think it's a great idea, building equity is important. A pain in the ass, but ultimately very worth it.
By the way, I've tried adding your blog to my google reader thing but I can't get it to add your blog. WTF?
Hey,
Just found your blog through a comment you left at Sebastien place. Yep, looking for new stuffs to read, beside I'm watching hockey and my team is losing.
So, money...
"Money, its a crime.
Share it fairly but dont take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise its no surprise that theyre
Giving none away"
Well, you never know. You might find a well-paid job in which you have fun. I believe it exists. At least temporarily...
ok, i will raise the ante to $30 bucks, and a tip if your any good
I'll see your $30.00 and raise you $20.00
50.00 cold hard cash.
Gavin elster-at work
I agree with Preciosa except for the gay dudes thing thats all you little brother.
I love your tribute to Jerry. hahahahah! We shared the same birthday by the way, August 11th., it' my claim to...shame.
Yeah, I was always trying to play "catch up" in New York. When I got out of there, it seemed like I could afford so much more with 1/2 the stress.
Life is expensive. I feel like I'm always trying to make more cash. I hope I don't miss the present times too much because I'm constantly preparing for the future.
Aren't you liking the write-off factor of being an owner?
i hate my job at times, and i know what it feels like to have to get a second and sometimes a third job, which leaves barely enough room to sleep, but not very much room.
Added you to my blogroll. Yes, you worth it :$
I will see your $50 and raise it $50. Wow, Ben Franklin
I love when you get into your depressive moods. You turn me on.
Money is a bitch and we will always need more of it. That upward clime to ultimate glory is a rough one, but all this hard work and frustration will be pay-off for stability and prosperity in the future. You're an intelligent, humorous, warm guy and you will reap the benefits pa. You'll see...
Let's go away together. You sound like you need it...
Besos
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