...not.
Ahh the joys of living on your own and actually having to give a shit about how much money you have. Gone are the days when you needed extra money and you could just whip up a nice dinner for lover man, give him a kiss on the cheek, and be all, "Sweeeetie. Can I have some moneeeey?"
Now you're sitting here at your desk at work, pondering over your checkbook and the $10 dollars you have in your purse. Can you afford to go out and spend $5 on lunch today? No, you can't. So you go to the vending machine and get a .25 cent bag of pretzels and a pepsi out of the cooler.
Scrumptious...
Anyone else remember these moments, or anyone still living them?
~luv, jojo