Feeling--stressed
Reading-- Of Deadly Desent by G.G. Vandagriff
Listening to-- nothing

Laundering By and By
Money doesn't grow on trees
Money laundering
Laundering a pile of clothes
Laundering is a chore
Chore chart
Chore that puts me to sleep
Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite
Sleep in
In the know
In the present
Present and accounted for
Present tense
Tense moment
Tense muscles
Muscles need toning
Muscles not mussels
Mussels in melted butter and lemon juice
Mussels steamed in their shells
Shells on the beach
Shells in a jar
Jar of homemade strawberry jam
Jar of sweet pickles
Pickles on a sandwich
Pickles and chips
Chips from a poker game
Chips and dip
Dip your toe in the water
Dip your partner
Partner in the game of life
Partner in crime
Crime spree
Crime doesn't pay
Pay up
Pay the price
Price is right
Price went up
Up the stairs
Up, up and away
Away from here
Away from you
You look nice
You are gone now
Now is the time
Now we wait
Wait for me
Wait for the bus
Bus stop
Bus drove on by
By and by
By the crackling fire
Fire...
By...

February 20, 2009

The last few days have been stressful money-wise. As I've mentioned to a few friends already, I didn't expect my computer repair bill to be so high--$114.20. *sigh* I had to use the Direct Advance Service on my online banking account to cover what I couldn't--I had $93 and some odd cents in my bank account at the time, and that was it. Trouble is, the money I borrowed from this Direct Advance Service is going to come out of my account when my Disability Benefits go in. (That's how it works. When you get more money directly into your bank account, the amount of money you borrowed, plus a small transaction fee is taken out to pay back what you borrowed. Did that make sense to people?) And this means come the first of March, I won't have the normal amount of moolah that I should...that my parents (who are my landlords) will expect me to me have. It means I won't have enough to pay full rent or most of my bills. And knowing how both my parents are about money, I'm DEFINITELY not looking forward to telling them that I can't pay full rent. *sighs*

The above poem was a cathartic outlet for me regarding this problem--as you can probably guess from the first line. I just needed to let loose some of my pent-up worries about my funds for March. *exhaling slowly* I find it ironic that I'm on the brink of personal financial disaster, when I'm being elected Treasurer for Idaho's Self-Advocacy Leadership Network (SALN). *drops head in hands and groans*

Anyways, the poem's style is called "The Blitz," as it's a stream of short phrases that bring to mind images, using repetition and a rapid flow. I thought it would be fun to try a new form of poetry, and that it would lighten my mood. It's worked a lil.

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