My life as a belle and sebastian song, specifically: Funny Little Frog. (Without the ambiguity).

I sat down today and wrote out my budget for the months of December and January and I realized that for about two weeks of every month I am pretty poor, the other two I have expendable cash. Not the kind of cash wherein I fill a bathtub with money and bathe in it's glorious riches or plump up my pillows with fifty dollar bills. No no, nothing like that. All the bills get paid, all the money gets stuffed into it's respected envelopes or electronically transferred into another account, and I am left waiting for the 15th of the month. Oh Friday!
In other news, it seems that after this week end it will be just a hand full of us left in this town. Even Kansas is hitting the road. What the crap. What am I going to do for an entire week? Sure I have packing and Christmas present wrapping and card writing, but that only goes so far.