He Works Hard for the Money

[tyree09]

They say the love of money is the root of all evil. You know what I say? You're damn right it is. I don't necessarily love money, but I can't deal without it I can tell ya that much. The financial problems are still alive in 2006. I'm workin' on them. Slowly but surely I'm workin' on them. I've never been money hungry, but lately I've just been trying to find other ways of makin'a little cash. The VH paycheck ain't doin' much for me but paying for my gas to get back to school. Something must be done. There's this poetry/short story contest that the school is holding and I think I might enter it. I do a little writing on the side so I don't think it would be bad. First prize is $250. And ya know what? It's not even about the money necessarily. I've submitted poems and a short story to places before. Some were recognized and some weren't, but I think I just enjoy the fact that my writing is getting off of the computer screen and out into the world. Lame, I know, but true. If all goes well, I should be getting a refund from this student loan I applied for. It's going to be 600 and some dollars. I would love to keep some of it, but the minute I get it it's going to go right out the window. I hate being broke, but at least I got my health, right?

I'm extremely tired now. It's been a long day. I need to go to sleep so I can get up and do the hustlin' that only I can do. Sleep is wonderful, sleep is great. Okay, I digress.