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oh, the joys of unemployment
Nov. 27th, 2002 12:59 amThe tools at my temp agency have yet to send me my last paycheck (and yes, my last day at work was November 1, it's been over three weeks) and so I just realized that I have to sign onto the online banking thingamajig and see about transferring funds so two checks don't bounce. I haven't done this yet because I have horrid fears of the money disappearing in the transfer and me never getting it back. But I will be daring!
I really need to get a hold on my spending. I know I've said that before, but now I mean it! No more justifying making stupid purchases by saying things like "But I don't smoke! So I'm saving like five bucks a day right there! I'm *totally* allowed to buy a TV Guide!" This Must Stop.
Also, this unemployment thing Must Stop. The economy sucks up here, yo. Though you could say that just about anywhere, I'm guessing. Something will turn up.
Holy shit! I have far less money than I thought I had! This Really Must Stop! Also: Must work on balancing checkbook more often and using ATM/Check Card less frequently.
See, I wasn't being too strict because there was this potential job that would have paid well and started in December and I was kind of thinking positive, thinking that if I acted like this lack-of-paycheck thing was a short term deal, then it would be a short term deal. Must reevaluate. Methinks that plan could likely end me up in debtor's prison.
Needless to say, I did not get the job. Which kind of sucks, even if it's not something I would want to do forever -- it was temp to perm and they gave temps paid holidays! PAID HOLIDAYS! What a lovely company! Not too lovely, though, because they didn't want to hire me -- clearly they have issues.
I keep buying crap for no good reason while, at the same time, doing nothing to secure my future. I'm self destructive in, like, the most boring way possible. Why can't I go out and drink myself to distraction? Maybe then I'd meet new, interesting people! New, interesting drunk self-destructive types, yes, but new, interesting people nonetheless! Instead I make foolhardy magazine and book purchases and eat out too much.
Ah well, it will all work out. And anyway, why think about mangled finances when one can indulge oneself in comfort TV? Gilmore Girls it is.
Also, why plot one's life when one can find out which Buffy & Enneagram's 9 Personalities One is? Results behind the cut tag.
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I really need to get a hold on my spending. I know I've said that before, but now I mean it! No more justifying making stupid purchases by saying things like "But I don't smoke! So I'm saving like five bucks a day right there! I'm *totally* allowed to buy a TV Guide!" This Must Stop.
Also, this unemployment thing Must Stop. The economy sucks up here, yo. Though you could say that just about anywhere, I'm guessing. Something will turn up.
Holy shit! I have far less money than I thought I had! This Really Must Stop! Also: Must work on balancing checkbook more often and using ATM/Check Card less frequently.
See, I wasn't being too strict because there was this potential job that would have paid well and started in December and I was kind of thinking positive, thinking that if I acted like this lack-of-paycheck thing was a short term deal, then it would be a short term deal. Must reevaluate. Methinks that plan could likely end me up in debtor's prison.
Needless to say, I did not get the job. Which kind of sucks, even if it's not something I would want to do forever -- it was temp to perm and they gave temps paid holidays! PAID HOLIDAYS! What a lovely company! Not too lovely, though, because they didn't want to hire me -- clearly they have issues.
I keep buying crap for no good reason while, at the same time, doing nothing to secure my future. I'm self destructive in, like, the most boring way possible. Why can't I go out and drink myself to distraction? Maybe then I'd meet new, interesting people! New, interesting drunk self-destructive types, yes, but new, interesting people nonetheless! Instead I make foolhardy magazine and book purchases and eat out too much.
Ah well, it will all work out. And anyway, why think about mangled finances when one can indulge oneself in comfort TV? Gilmore Girls it is.
Also, why plot one's life when one can find out which Buffy & Enneagram's 9 Personalities One is? Results behind the cut tag.
( Read more... )
