Day 5 phone on the horizon

Day5: curiouser and curiouser

Today's music had been AC/DC or Billie Holiday
I've noticed I wear a uniform, almost. Plaid or flannel shirt, dark tight jeans or pants. Occasionally I wear a knit tie to class up the ensemble
Also as a part of the outfit are one of these two hats
and converse or vans. This uniform is pretty standard, I fit right in. Cardigan optional . I was probably better off in the days where my mother used to dress me. She would put me in these huge Bill Cosby-esque sweaters with corduroy pants and nikes. I like having a general look, like a cartoon character, no surprises. Sometimes I'll wear an animal mask, creepy but fun. I'll probably be buried in this outfit. If I'm lucky I'll be buried in one of those animal masks

Today is the 1st day of the financial fast. This shit is just as horrible as you might think. I don't shop a lot, that's not my problem. My problem is eating out. I never cook, I'm horrible at it. I hate doing dishes and because I'm lousy at it, when I do cook it tastes like shit. Why bother when there is delicious food a phone call away? I'll tell you why because the $1333 I owe the IRS isn't going to pay itself. For breakfast I started off real strong. I had this awesome bagel, I figure this saving money thing won't be too bad.
But as usual my optimism is short-lived. I anticipated today's lunch to be disgusting and I lived up to my expectations . Having no bread in the fridge, there was bread but it expired Dec 17, I just took a can of tuna and put it in a little container. But a can of tuna isn't enough to feed a growing boy, so after some digging I found some black beans. Plopped about half the can in the container with the tuna threw that in the brown bag and went to work. Delicious.

I think the brown bag probably tastes better than the lunch I ate. You should have seen me choking down this tuna/black bean gruel at work today. I'm sure my breath couldn't have been pleasant either. I'd buy some mints but I can't since I'm only allowed to spend $$$ on necessities.

I still sometimes hear the phantom txt message tone of my iphone . It's weird because I'll hear the noise (that's clearly not there) and look for my phone for a split second, like the trained monkey I am, before reality hits. I'm really pissed that it was a black guy that took my phone. C'mon asshole don't promote shitty racial stereotypes . Prick. I wish it was a midget that stole it, that'd be so much more interesting to tell people. My friend Lauren Ashley came to visit me at work today. She dropped off this It's the original iphone. I bought it off her for $100. She's really sweet for helping me out. I stared at it for awhile before I decided that I'm not going to use it. I enjoy this no phone thing way too much. For the foreseeable future I will still be without phone. Check out Twitters concern for my phone.