*begin highly ignorable thinking out loud*

I don't really need to buy a Sunday paper or do laundry every week, do I? That's $4 right there. And if I reconcile the fact that I will get osteoporosis five years sooner I can just stop buying milk and live on iced tea (I have enough tea bags to last until the apocolypse) and ramen, that is another $2 (how ridiculous is the cost of a half gallon of milk here?).....

*end highly ignorable thinking out loud*

Anyway.... Blah. Maybe I had an anyway but I forgot it. There is football tomorrow at least.

(Alright, the prospect is sitting in Gradschoolville and working at Sizz-ears over winter break or going home to Craptown and working at Sizz-ears over winter break. My mom of course is all mad because if I do go home, that means I likely won't go to her house for Christmas. Which is fine. I would appreciate snow and seeing the drunken Ukrainian side of the family for once.)

People, SERIOUSLY. Do not go to graduate school unless you are independently wealthy or you get some kind of assistanship!!!!!!!!!! Stafford loans do JACK SHIT when you have no time for a crapjob or no transportation to gigs or your name is not Other Flute Graduate Student!

For the love of Ben & Jerry, go hug your boyfriend/girlfriend/cat/dog/mom/dad/sister/brother/Cousin Pete/trombone/ant farm/whatever right now and have a wonderful night! *mango hugs to all*

I'd go hug Rosey the Rosebush but she's looking kind of dead now. :(

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