Yeah, I'm Alive...

I know I haven't posted here for a while.

It certainly is not for lack of time. I have time. It's not from lack of activity or goings-on in my world. I've got that too.

Sitting here, waiting for the posting screen to show up, I realized something.

For the first time in my life, I planned out a part of my time. I made a schedule for myself, created goals, and, reached them. I had roadblocks that were both put in front of me and that I put there, and, now I've gotten past them.

I've never done that before. It shocked the shit out of even me.

I'm debt-free.

In the past several weeks, I've gone and opened a savings account, got a check back from the trustee's office (not for as much as I had expected), and, get this......I already have a credit card!

It's not secure, and, the limit is much higher than I expected. WOO HOO!

There is a dark side to all of this......

The number of "pre-approved" credit card letters I've received in the mail. Just as you get out of the hole, they try to help you dig back into it again.

I said yes to one, and, it will remain only one. I've ripped up the others in anger and disgust, mostly because I'm on the rag right now, and, had anger to vent.

Yeah, I did splurge a bit earlier this week, but, it's not anything I can't pay off with my check on Friday.

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It was funny.

Late last week, when I got the credit card in the mail, I sat down and pondered about all the things that I could buy now, that I couldn't before. More expensive clothes, nicer shoes, maybe a larger TV for my room, a XBox 360, ordering dinner out for a week, etc.

I went out with D on Friday night, and, after talking to her for a while, and, I realized something. There is something that I need to buy, and, soon.

For some time now, my mom has spent several hundred dollars fixing flat tires on her car. We recently discovered the source of her dilemma; she needs new rims. The ones on her car are rusting, and, that rust is beginning to shred the tires she has on now.

Now, considering the fact that I do drive the car around on weekends (for the most part), and, my mom lets me have it for any spur of the moment grocery shopping I may want to do, it's only fair that I help out every so often with the car expenses.

So, I'm going to do something that needs to be done...new rims!!!

My impulse buying can wait for a while.

That was mature, wasn't it?

What did I do?

Guess what I did on Saturday?

C'mon.......guess!


Okay........

You don't really have to guess, just click.

The guy in the green sequined cowboy suit rides again!

I know, it's a long title.

I talked about the mystery of this guy with D.

Her interpretation of my dream was this; she felt that the color symbolized money, and that the sequins were "gaudy" meaning that it was symbolic of me wanting to purchase a car. She couldn't figure out why the ex was in it.

She then finished this by saying, "Then again, I could just be blowing smoke up your ass."

We both laughed.

Well, I don't think she was doing it intentionally.

Since I woke up from the dream and felt better, it didn't really matter who was wearing what.

We are gathered here today to mourn the passing of Donkey.

Let the shit hit the fan.........

This or that?

My mom always seems to find a way to bitch about my buying habits, in particular, my DVD/CD buying habits. Like the fact that I buy them at all.

She's been bitching for years now, and, you'd think she would gotten the hint after a few years of seeing me continue to buy stuff, even after her griping.

But, no. She still nags and nags.

So, several years ago, I decided to change my strategy. I needed to shake things up a bit, to throw her off guard.

"I wish you wouldn't buy so many movies; you need to save for a new car."

"Okay, so, would you rather I buy DVDs, or crack-cocaine?"

Nothing.

She just stood there in silence, shocked by the suggestion of illegal drugs.

"Hmph."And she walked away.

I changed up the choices, going along the gambit of illegal drugs, but, the reaction was always the same.....silence.

I understand that these drugs are not to be taken lightly, after all, a drug is a drug, and, addictions can be dangerous, no matter how "recreational" a drug might be perceived to be, but, at the same token, there are far worse evils than buying a DVD or two once a week.

But, she never did and still doesn't see it that way. To her, it's just wasted money. Granted, this is the same woman who goes to garage sales for no reason and nearly tackles her boyfriend trying to get the better deal.

Bargain bin, my mom's there digging. 70% off sale, my mom finds something.

This habit has resulted in a closet full of nothing that fits, since she buys under the philosophy of "I'll lose weight and be able to fit into it".

My DVDs don't have to lose weight to fit into the DVD player. My CDs don't get too old for my CD player, no matter how new it is. The only danger they suffer is the day that I decide that I don't want them anymore, and, go to either trade them for something else, or, sell them for cash. That's it.

The clothes in my closet all fit, and, I have either worn them or wear them now, all within the last six months.

I know that I need a car, but, who's really blowing their money here?