Saturday, July 9, 2011

Well, I may be thoroughly boned

I'm on a countdown to being broke.  I've got about 120 dollars in my bank accounts, 25 bucks in cash, and a change jar that has an indeterminate amount of money in it, but not exceeding 30 dollars (unless I'm lucky, and it turns out to be mostly silver).  I've spent the last several weeks doing yard work for my grandmother, who pays me between 30 and 40 a week, depending on what needs to get done.  It's been a year since I quit my temp job at a shitty chemical factory and started trying to find something that I wanted to do or something I could turn into a career.  It's been 6 months since I started just looking for a job that wasn't completely terrible.  Now, I've got no other options, it seems like.  It's time to suck it up, and just get a job, which now, could include retail, and *sigh* food service.  Being poor sucks, and I can't wait for my almost dream job with the Department of Natural Resources.  Fuck me.  The dream done died. 

For Now.  But, it can, and will, rise, like a phoenix from the ashes of reality.  I refuse to give in to society, and what it wants and expects from me.  I am my own man.  I am in control of my own life.  So I may have to piss part of my life away with a fucking shitty job.  That just means the remaining parts have to kick more ass than a drunken gaucho.  And so, the inevitable has happened.  Now, decisions must be made.

I have begun trying to tame the flabby man-child that is my physical self.  Which means that now I need to re-sharpen my mind.  I have amped up recreational reading again, and have resumed writing.  But, I lack perspective.  And I'm debating something radical.  Something crazy.  Something that may take all of my cunning.  Something that will require money, and planning, and possibly hallucinogens.  Details to arrive soon, once I hash everything out to the core.

Finally, my corner of the interwebs has expanded with a few more followers.  Thanks for adding, I believe i reciprocated in kind, and I hope you keep reading, because I plan on doing the same.  Slowly, my blog expands.  But it's not about the quantity of followers, it's the quality.  And I think I have the best quality of followers anyone can ask for.

Here's some more music, because it's been a running trend.  Today, it is one of the Midwestern United States's greatest exports


  1. I feel your pain man, hopefully the internet will pay

  2. never give up on your dream! :)

  3. I agree with the folks who say never give up on your dream, no matter how long it takes. I'm poor myself, I don't even have a way to supplement my income like you do. I do have a fair bit of savings, but those are for my holiday. I've got one hell of a dad though who's willing to support me through my tough times. You shared a song so I'm going to stick one up on my blog, one that get's me ready to take on life. I have a lot like that really lol, when you're like me, you need one.

  4. agree with jay! great blog...+followed

  5. the post is sad but hopefull, wish you all good.
    nice post, followed and went on your advertisement

  6. Good Luck man, I feel like I am in a similar situation, Dream job requires a degree that still has a way to go, in the mean time burning through savings and hardly making any money at dead end jobs.

  7. Screw you man, I have the best followers.
    If only because you trump me.

    I dunno... jawbs blow. But being broke is pretty awful. Society can suck a dick. Mine. And I charge for the privilege.

    I'm intrigued by this radical plan of yours.