sucks to be poor
aaargh! I just saved a bundle buying all of my furniture at Ikea yesterday, but i’ve spent the last 24 hours straight doing nothing but trying to put this shit together (and watch E! and style network–what else am I supposed to watch? the news is obsessed with the pope and not reporting on other issues). Anyway, I bought a bed frame for 160 bucks, a desk for 30 bucks and an entertainment center for 375, but so far I’ve only been able to put together the desk and bed. Yuk.
My condo feels like it’s almost my own (my preciousssss!) but I’m still not satisfied with the color.
Brown and green: my mint and chip palace. I spent 6 months debating whether I had grown past my fag-hag-dom and the color pink, and finally frustrated with my indecisiveness decided to take make a swift decision and bought a gallon of the color that made me happy (not considering what it would look like on a wall). So that was how I came with the aquamarine green. The guy at 17th Street True Value Hardware (my favorite shop as of late) convinced me to not pair the green with a black but to get a brown instead. And the rest is herstory.
I hate being poor. I wish I could buy already assembled furniture and pay to have someone paint my place for me. Or, i wish I could get an interior designer to help me. OR, I wish I lived in a house and didn’t have to worry about my goddamned neighbor complaining about the noise from my apartment.
And speaking of noise, because of my fucking neighbor and his noise sensitivity (he thinks we live in a library) I haven’t been able to set up my turntables and they’ve been collecting dust since October 25th.
I hate being poor, but I’m not sooooOOo poor. It could be a LOT worse. I remember when I was making 21,500 dollar a year starting out at a non-profit that worked me 70 hours a week, travelling around the country and being a slave to the feminist movement. boy… I need to repress some of those memories.
April 5th, 2005 at 10:00 pm
Heh…right there with you on the low-paying job thing. My first job out of college was in Customer Service, and paid $18,000 a year. Actually, I think you just inspired my next blog entry…