If you make lists/ are looking to justify empty bank accounts:

(on my account)

The only thing worth having money for is:
-transportation
-coffee (+tea)
-shows
-shoes
-shower (products)
-condiments (cranberry chutney)
-medication co-pays
-books that are impossible to get for free/ are out of print
...and most likely about five other things.

Extra guidance:
soup is in the same category as coffee. travel is in transportation. band shirts and polo shirts go into the shoes one. make-up or socks go into shower. parfaits, yogurts, and gum go into condiments. drinks with friends go under medication co-pays. somehow technology goes into the books one- but i'm unsure how that would work. i would like to say that trips to the bronx zoo or poetry events go under transportation AND shows.

this is my feel good systematic break down for this week.

Semi-Regular Event!

Burning that candle:
I made an embarassing mistake the other day. I'm not going to give you full details for fear of being arrested or simply avoided like the human plague I can sometimes be...
Let's just say that instead of taking one medication I took another. One with multiple side effects. During the day. Effects lasting from the tail end of work throughout the school eve.
I only late at night realized my mistake because as is common in my life, my body is unpredictable. Therefore things like lapses in memory, slight visual hallucinations, a mumble-stumble, etc. ARE COMPLETELY POSSIBLE. They are also things I know how to deal with, being treated like a guinea pig in my formative years for a delightful AID that sometimes made me unconcious. The joy!
This will never happen again, as I have now taken it upon my duties to personally make the labels quite discernable from one another.

Other news:
Swingin titties. Every time I'm at the YMCA I want the other ladies v. small a cup titties. I will have to learn how to be in a better mood about my own jugs. GOALS. I HAVE THEM.

20-Something Party news:
This weekend was spent at a few hotspots. I re-met some guy I had conversed with the previous week at Duff's. I saw Manson Family Picnic at Pete's Candy Store [many of my friends showed up and MFP were really bangin for a second show]. I saw David DePoris get his grove on in front of an absolutely abnoxious crowd of NYU students. They were all miserably drunk and the ratio of one dude to hot asian chick was great. Great for them. I was looking for some brothers, or at least people that looked like they hadn't fallen out of their parents wallet in spandex and cocaine covered smocks. Oh, right. I met some lovely ladies. They were on the powder tip and I was on the just got kicked out by security tip. It was fun but I'm off the crazy glitter and I needed a snooze anyhow. This GinCat likes the soft pillows these days. I'm surprised I didn't stay in all the week-end trying to re-watch twin peaks.