the poor life
today ella and i sat out on the mall and attempted to make some money by selling excess material possessions which have been taking up space in our lives and distracting us from our ultimate enlightenments. this ending up being any clothes that i haven't worn in over 8 months (give or take) and books that i will never ever read again (the plague dogs and ethan frome were among the lucky losers). i ended the morning with $20.50, and that was after giving away some things which i couldn't rationalize actually asking money for and trading a skirt for a red t-shirt. afterwards, ella took me out to lunch at las brisas where i consumed a burrito as big as my head. i then bought some food at the a&p and, being my thrifty and revolutionary self, switched around the stickers on the bananas so i could get the organic ones at regular banana price. i patted myself on the back profusely and peeled my booty with glee.
being poor can certainly be an adventure.
being poor can certainly be an adventure.