Alcohol + Infomercials + Me = Broke

Things I need to better control- buying things from infomercials late at night while drunk… I always forget what I’ve done the morning after, and a week later I end up with a present in the mail (normally costing me $19.99 plus s&h).

My latest splurge was on the “Iron Gym”. I guess I didn’t call within the normal 10 minute time-frame, because I didn’t get a second for free. Alcohol is the devil…

Travelin’ Fool

So in the past several days I’ve been traveling and couch-surfing like crazy.  I’ve been to San Diego, Baltimore, D.C. and all over the state of MD (And I guess you can count San Fran too…).  Couch-surfing is awesome, but people out here don’t appreciate it as much.  It’s the way to go rather than the lap and luxury of hotels.  You meet awesome people.  You meet wicked weird people.  And there are always stories to tell…

Last night I spent up in Baltimore with a friend and went to some UMD Law School party and I was shocked at how chill everyone was. Everyone was getting along with everyone else. It kinda reminded me of San Francisco.  Well that is until we walked outside and saw the girl on Meth holding a stuffed kitten in one hand and her underwear in the other… Wait, no that totally would be a San Francisco moment… Oh yea now I know what it was, it was when we walked outside to go back to her apartment and there was a helicopter searching for criminals and police cars everywhere.  And then three blocks later- you guessed it!  No, no more girls on meth with underwear and kittens in hands.  But more police lights and people getting arrested. That’s when I knew in fact, I was not in San Francisco any longer haha.

Tomorrow’s destination: Delaware???  Count me in.  It’s beach time, no matter how bad my sunburn is already.

Don’t worry, my time don’t mean shit. Really :)

Maybe I’m old fashioned, but It drives me up the wall when people don’t return my phone calls. I’d say it’s, I dunno- A lack of respect? I feel like it’s about the equivalent of telling me “I don’t care enough about you to respond.” I find it especially amusing when it comes from those whom it bothers the most when it happens to them.  And I’m a little more in-tune with things going on around me than others…

I Hate This Place Hahaha

So I found a hilarious book that fits me well. It’s my favorite book at the moment, and titled, I Hate this Place: A Pessimists Guide to Life. Written so eloquently by authors Jimmy Fallon of SNL (whom I normally don’t like) and his sister Gloria, they take the reader into a world of cynical bliss. A must read for anyone who has been “shat” on and constantly sees shitty people happy around him or her!