po' folk woes.

the worst part about being broke is trying to get out of social activities without looking like a tool. i hate having to come up with some excuse as to why i can't hang out with friends and family...

i've managed to just avoid everyone and everything and therefore just not get into a situation where money would be needed.

however, my roommate caught me spending my last $16 on gas so we could go out in Bethesda to a bar and dance club and she said that she "just couldn't imagine spending the last of her money so she could go out."

well i couldn't imagine it either...

but the truth of the matter is that i need social activity. more than a steady intake of food, a nice wardrobe or HBO and pay per view every month.

if that makes me stupid or shallow... then so be it. but i'd rather pay to have an evening of good times and just eat ramen noodles for a whole week than have gourmet frozen dinners and not have a life.

gah. i dunno. maybe i should just suck it up and get a damn 9 to 5. just be like everyone else... living for their weekends.

... yeah right.