It's Saturday morning, my afternoon of sorts, and I have five glorious dollars that I can call mine. Yes it's money hard earned, by myself, and for me only and I should feel greatful and proud that I earned them and yet I feel they 'mockk and speet' at me considering I cashed my check at four yesterday. This sets the next two weeks up to be quite miserable. I do however have a whopping full tank of gas that cost a whopping thirty four dollars! I don't have groceries or dogfood (thank goodness for incompetence at work because I take home the messups and feed the pups as for myself I get one free manager meal a day yummm), I need cat litter badly, my mother is broke and needs money, and my bills are 'slightly'(insert a most sarcastic expression and overly emphasized quotation fingers) behind. Mercy. My grandmother has been operating as a small loan office from which I have collected money from and paid back on pay day with excellent consistancy and for this I can only thank the Lord. I did not take the much needed extra time off this week as having done so I would have greatly impeded my battle against financial demise. I can 'rest' when I'm caught up! :) Now it's off to unplug myself from this very line of thought, any thought for that matter, as I wish, hope, possibly in vain, to get some significant ammount of sleep today. I was hoping to ride but I just haven't felt physically up to it.