US Economy: 2,000. My bank account: 8.

After realizing that should my landlord deposit my rent check before Thursday evening I would have exactly $8.00 in my account, I decided it was time to make a budget plan. Upon further review of my spending:income over the month of October, I have come to the realization that I spent over $2,000 on bills (some of which were emergencies, in my defense), gas, food, and various crap. Unbelievable. This coming from the girl who used to spend no more than $30 a month, and only if forced by peer pressure to go out to dinner a few times. Aye dios mio.

Needless to say, the money train has stopped. I am spending no money on anything but bills, gas, and groceries. Christmas presents will have to wait until December when I've had the month of November to take my bank account away from the brink of extinction. I suppose I felt no qualms about spending because I thought I had so much money all of a sudden. Moral of the story? There is such a thing as having too much of a good thing.

"Sweeeeeeeet Caroline, Woah Oh Oh!..

...Good times never seemed so good, SO GOOD SO GOOD SO GOOD!"


My Red Sox are now the 2007 World Series Champions!

HELL YEAH THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!!!!

Hush, now....

As disgusting as this weather is, I love it when it rains.

The city is quieter when it rains.

Where's Jim when you need him?

I've been wondering lately, how it is a 20-something who has been in an office environment for only four months now, knows office etiquette better than the federal officer in the next cube over who happens to have 20 years of experience in a certain intelligence agency?

I present my case.

Screaming into your phone about your gutters not being cleaned properly, passing gas rather loudly (on more than one occasion), a mid-morning in-cube manicure... Don't get me wrong, he's a great guy- but can you save the clipping and filing for the privacy of your own bathroom and take some gas-x with your lunch?

Maybe it's my years of shared housing throughout my college years that taught me certain habits are best left behind closed doors- especially in cramped quarters. On a Monday. After four hours of sleep. Who knew those years of shared rooms, bathrooms, tiny kitchens, messy living, being woken up at 3am by your drunken roommate, hearing said roommate have sex 15 feet away, etc., would turn up to mold me into the outstanding office etiquette savvy individual I am today? They do say college builds character! The real test will be if my 9-5 does the same....