I've recently thrown a whole lotta money into the interweb-void. Sure, in a week or so I'll have some stuff, but until then I'll just feel a little weird about the whole thing.
I bought $250 shoes. For 70 bucks, but still. I just need some powershoes, you know? And I finally bought a cracker, a sleek black half liter $30 darling so that I can take whippits whenever I want. So that was a week and a half's grading down the drain, and by down the drain I mean turned into material things instead of stashed in my bank account.
I obviously have no real conception of what money is worth.
That's what you get being raised by yuppies who grew up poor. And for living in a city where being cheap is chic. And maybe I just have class issues that I should work out but I don't know how to deal with them.
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