irony
Now that I have more time on my hands and no place to be early in the morning, it figures that going out more often, being more social, and seeing more friends more often, would be an easy feat. I should, because between withdrawing from the world to study for the bar and holding on to my extra dollars in order to pay off debt, very few of my friends have seen me, and even then, not often. I feel isolated, and it’s been about a year since my social life was normal.
Not so. ‘Cause I don’t want to spend money on anything besides necessities or savings.
Perhaps a budget would help? Hmmm… I’ll think about it.
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My dad and I were talking, and he told a joke about he and my mom finding me in a Cracker Jack box ("We’re not your parents!"), and I laughed, saying, "I know you didn’t find me in no Cracker Jack box, ‘cause the stuff in Cracker Jack boxes is all cheap, and I am not cheap."
Silence followed.
Then my dad fell out laughing. Sigh. Reluctantly, I followed his lead, although really, that wasn’t funny. Humph.
