April 26, 2014
I hate money worries. That's the worst. When you're looking at a stack of unpaid bills and a bank balance that is in no way comparable. You might be able to pay all of your bills, but Heaven help you if you feel like eating this week. Paying all of the associated costs with moving into my new apartment has totally drained my gold reserves. At least I get paid this week. I hate money. I really do. Oh well, I've got a roof over my head, some coffee in the cupboard, and cereal. I think I'll be just fine.