mbarrick | Your job's a joke. You're broke. Your love life's DOA.

So much fun. Today is "payday" and sure enough I got the difference from what was left from my advance on the 15th but it turned out to be a little less than I was expecting. That in conjunction with the unbelievable fuck ups by both the Royal Bank and the federal student load Guidos means I have just enough money to pay my rent, my provincial student loan payment and maybe enough left over to eat. Crap this is depressing. Hopefully the money from my late Uncle Floran will come in soon because I just can't take this anymore.

"How are you, monsieur Jerry?"
"I'm broke."
"Boke?"
"That means I have no money. And when I have no money I get depressed. When I'm depressed only one thing will help: wine and women."
"But this is Paris, that should be easy."
"Yes, but even in Paris that takes money, which is what I ain't got in the first place"
- An American In Paris