Hot Pockets Anyone???? Where's IFSA when I need them?!

Gas Check: 4.54-4.71

Today is a cause for celebration:

I finally have 99.7 % of my belongings out of their boxes and into their respective homes (aka under the bed) I haven't hid anything under my bed since high school. It made me feel so youthful...and cramped.

That is where the party ends.

I love the room, love the house, I love the location. I really do. The set up is great, it's the perfect size, however I had all these hopes for the room. A new desk, a black bookshelf from IKEA, a mobile hot tub. None of which included putting my tv on a rubbermaid tote, laying my computer on the floor or stuffing every last item of clothing in a small three-stack. However as my credit card came out...adulthood took over. And by that, I mean the little voice that is financial independence. It hit me as I was planning on getting my car tested for smog. Moving is expensive. California is expensive. Smog tests are bloody expensive.

And lame-o. Now, I'm all about saving the earth Captain Planet style, but by golly make it affordable.


Here's what else I've noticed when it comes to money:
-It certainly does not grow on trees....1 point Mom and Dad
-Everything requires money. Even the bridge I crossed to get to the airport
-It should really say "Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of a Debt free Society."
-I think I'll be eating more hot pockets then ever before
-The age old question "If I had a million dollars" is setting you up for failure
-The necessities of life should be free...free food, free shoes, free clothes, free gas.
-I have none...and I live in a neighborhood where clearly I'm in the minority. I'd kill for the IFSA parking lot right now.

So, instead of buying groceries or a tv stand, I'm sitting here, because sitting here is free and free is the wave of the future.

(Cue American flags, Politicians and Pomp music.)