…and I’m near bust. Donate what you can if you feel so inclined. The pay model is nowhere near ready. Not that it would make a difference — it’s only a matter of time now before I’m completely under water.
Maybe if I got into hypnotism…
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note: newer posts appear below; this post will remain sticky for today and tomorrow only. Thanks to those of you who contributed. If I can make it through the next couple months without going under, there’s a chance I’ll begin seeing some light. Not the “Salem bought you out” kinda light, naturally. More the “some dude selling ‘show me your titties!’ t-shirts just bought a blogad!” kinda light.
But. You takes what you can gets.
And yeah, I’m in a bad way.
March. Damn. I have to do my taxes.
Taxes? I’m wondering where groceries are going to come from this week. Our credit card went up to 30% interest. Nothing to do with payment or customer performance. Just because.
The government squeezes them, they squeeze you.
Closing comments. Too depressed to hear any drive-by lectures tonight.
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