I think the post of the day will be dedicated to money. I mean really, money is pretty much the center of the universe as I see it. I'm not going to list out a bunch of things like money = power, and the price of gas and blah blah blah. Money is a damn necessity to live.
My mom keeps asking me about the Into the Wild movie. No, I haven't seen it. I really don't want to at that. All I know about it, which I'm not even really sure if it's true, is that some dude, in some state, gives up all of his money. Then, his homeless ass goes to like Alaska or something to live and experience nature. That’s cool, more power to you man. From what I hear, he dies from eating moldy seeds of some variety. See, that’s where it all goes off for me. I have no objections to other people going off, giving up everything they own, and dying from some mold. That’s cool; I think people should live their lives to what they see as the fullest. Personally, I would rather take what little money I have and eat something a little less deadly, say, Taco Bell. Stick with me on this, if I get sick, I'll take the remainder of whatever I have to hire a lawyer and make bank off Taco Hell. THEN, I should be able to at least afford Wendy's. Thus, the circle of life is complete. I love me some spicy chicken sandwiches.
Money - Thank God for a job that actually pays a decent wage. The important thing to remember here is that it's decent for here and now. I still consider myself a recent college graduate (it's only been a year or so) and I'm making a hell of a lot more than the first "job" I managed to land. I was thankful for that job, because it was nice to actually be receiving money. I'm not sure if I would consider myself to have actually "made" the money, since all I did was read books everyday. Anyways, that jobs gone and I'm in a new position I actually kind of enjoy. I'm making enough to start paying off my credit card and student loans. At this point I want to take a break to say the following: Fuck you debt. Well, I'm also investing in a 401k which is kind of cool. My goal for my first few years out of college was to start saving for retirement, so I guess in those terms I'm a success. Anyways, in a couple of months I'll actually be able to start truly stocking up on those crisp George Washingtons and I won't have a savings account that makes me depressed every time I see the balance. This is all assuming I don't follow the plan in the next paragraph.
So, another one of my goals for my early post-graduate life can also be named my personal lofty aspirations. So I know I'm not making a LOT of money. That's fine. The one main goal in the next couple of years is to buy (ha) a house. I really do enjoy the fact that I plan on succumbing myself to some terrible debt pretty much immediately after vanquish my student loans. Even though the house market makes babies cry right now, I see this as a good step. I've been living in the same condo since college, (well, regardless of if I actually stayed there) and I'm ready to move on and out to a place of my own. People who know me well would think I have certain motives for me pushing myself out of nice place I'm currently residing, but that's not true. I really have wanted to get my own place for the longest time. The only problem is to make the payments I'll probably have would require me to take on a roommate. So far the best option out there would be JP. While our schedules don't exactly line up being that I get up at 6:00AM for work throughout the week, he is one of the few people I could trust to make payments each month. Oh, there are plenty of other people I would trust, except they are pretty much all committed to living somewhere else for a while. It's all a matter of finding the right place I guess. Luckily, both JP and I like nice shit so the house would be well stocked and hopefully kept moderately clean.
I think I've taken this blog post a bit out of control. I probably need to try to not just write whatever pops into my head as I think it. Maybe some defined form to these posts? Who knows? I think I'm done for now.
Oh yeah, when I was a kid I named my pet bird Dollar.
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