Internet...*drool*
Aug. 11th, 2004 12:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lykomancerSo Annie and Marybeth came, and everyone had a grand time, including sex toy shopping, priest-spotting, getting lost trying to get me to the library, and an unexpected yet totally fabulous drag show at the Gay '90's.
Good times, rock-n-roll.
I had a lot of fun, and it was really nice to have people to hang out with and do stuff with. (On the same level though, I'm a little glad that things will be calming down this week.)
I'm finally getting paid, and Tom and I worked out a pseudo-budget last night.
Fuck. I'm still strapped in a lot of ways. No playtime at Gay '90's, no YWCA membership, probably no internet...at least until I get fucking Northland paid off.
My regular monthly expenses, such as rent and groceries and transport, don't add up to much. HOWEVER, in order to pay Northland off by January, I have to give them 375$ per month. Add in the fact that I am paying for my class at United-- that's another 250$ per month-- and I actually am around one hundred dollars short of being able to pay everything off. Tom says he'll help when he gets his financial aid check in from United, but I hate having to depend on him like that. I think I'm going to phone home and try to have my Grandmother send me out as much as possible out of my life insurance money. If that can even take care of one payment to Northland...
I realized too, with Annie and Marybeth down here, that maybe I should start looking around for someone just as kinky as me so that I'm not quite so alone. (This was also decided after a stroll through the Smitten Kitten and it's books on female submission and proper BDSM play. I think I'd like that a lot.)
Bizarre note: The packaging for the food at work is from a company called "Packaging with Perfection." All of the boxes of stuff we get from them are emblazoned with PWP in really big letters. I think God is trying to tell me something...
I have today off and am taking my time with things. There's really no need to rush anything, and I'm really enjoying the luxury of that.
Good times, rock-n-roll.
I had a lot of fun, and it was really nice to have people to hang out with and do stuff with. (On the same level though, I'm a little glad that things will be calming down this week.)
I'm finally getting paid, and Tom and I worked out a pseudo-budget last night.
Fuck. I'm still strapped in a lot of ways. No playtime at Gay '90's, no YWCA membership, probably no internet...at least until I get fucking Northland paid off.
My regular monthly expenses, such as rent and groceries and transport, don't add up to much. HOWEVER, in order to pay Northland off by January, I have to give them 375$ per month. Add in the fact that I am paying for my class at United-- that's another 250$ per month-- and I actually am around one hundred dollars short of being able to pay everything off. Tom says he'll help when he gets his financial aid check in from United, but I hate having to depend on him like that. I think I'm going to phone home and try to have my Grandmother send me out as much as possible out of my life insurance money. If that can even take care of one payment to Northland...
I realized too, with Annie and Marybeth down here, that maybe I should start looking around for someone just as kinky as me so that I'm not quite so alone. (This was also decided after a stroll through the Smitten Kitten and it's books on female submission and proper BDSM play. I think I'd like that a lot.)
Bizarre note: The packaging for the food at work is from a company called "Packaging with Perfection." All of the boxes of stuff we get from them are emblazoned with PWP in really big letters. I think God is trying to tell me something...
I have today off and am taking my time with things. There's really no need to rush anything, and I'm really enjoying the luxury of that.
