Yup, that's how broke I am. Mom's golf cart died, so it's off to fixing. I'm down to $15 on my METROCARD, no cash. I get paid next week. Christmas is not looking good. But the big jar of Skippy? It's keeping me alive. I have rice, soup, cat food. My fuzzers will NOT starve even if I have to eat peanut butter. Hey, it's protein. It's fun. I have saltine crackers. I will survive.
My cable and whatnot is being turned on next week, my computer should be up and running, and I can list my ebay stuff from home to my heart's content. I will survive!
Roxlander and Kjou, I'm ok. I just panicked because I had no turkey this year, I had a burger.
This is not a recession, this is a depression. At least the idiots at Ford are taking a $1 salary. That's truly...and I mean TRULY...more money than I have in my wallet right now.
Sigh....
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