My parents are going to be mailing me a few important boxes of my possessions including makeup and beauty items, my shoes, and some of my CDs. Yay! Only thing that worries me is I think they want to repackage them for mailing, and I think in one of those boxes might be a little baggie of "personal concerns" (as we call them in hoodoo) from my brief and not overly attentive boyfriend from a few months ago. I'm worried they might either A) assume it's trash that was mixed in the box by mistake and throw it out, or B) include it but particularly notice things like that condom wrapper I kept. (God knows why I worry about my parents knowing of my sexual activity, it's not like I'm a teenager or even living with them at this point, but still. I guess it's habit from when I was a teenager.) It's even labeled right across the bag with his name so they'd totally know who it was from.
Got a crappy little once a week gig for $10 an hour, about 3 hours a stretch, entering data into a computer for an herbalist. So I've made about $50 since arriving in Minnesota, and meanwhile spent about $200 on bedding, winter clothes and replacing some necessities. Negative cash flow! This must be remedied. I think if I can stop spending money now, it might even out when the payment for last month's book royalties get in. But odds are, frankly, I'll need to buy more shit.
Got a crappy little once a week gig for $10 an hour, about 3 hours a stretch, entering data into a computer for an herbalist. So I've made about $50 since arriving in Minnesota, and meanwhile spent about $200 on bedding, winter clothes and replacing some necessities. Negative cash flow! This must be remedied. I think if I can stop spending money now, it might even out when the payment for last month's book royalties get in. But odds are, frankly, I'll need to buy more shit.
In December, remind me, and I'll buy directly from you. Screw the middleman.