MissPinkKate interupts regularly scheduled programming to whine, complain, bitch and moan. About what, you might ask? Oh, there could be so many topics....but let's focus on money tonight, shall we?

I have none. Like, none. My checking account has $12.86 (which, as you probably know, prevents me from getting cash). My Metrocard has $4.00 on it (That's one round trip). I won't get paid until March 1st. And when I do get paid for the small amount of hours this job has ended up providing , there's a small novel of places money needs to go: Metrocard, groceries, theatre club, wedding savings fund, iPod savings fund (I made a penny in interest...so now I have 10 cents toward my iPod, woo woo!). Plus, every now and then when I am out on the town hungry, starving after not having eaten for 6 hours, I would like to buy a DAMN PIECE OF PIZZA. Or a stupid hot dog or a bagel or something else cheap.

I don't want a lot of things, I really don't. I don't eat out every night, or buy all the latest fashions at all the coolest shops, or sit in the front row at Broadway shows. I only go to stuff that is *free*. I live very very cheaply, and even now I feel pulled in every direction. I'm at the mercy of a job where the work comes...and goes. If I'm scheduled for 5 horus, but the work is done after two- opps! Oh well! Guess I can use those extra 3 hours I cut out of my life to sit around and be hungry. I'm tired and and stressed and generally pissed off.

Something is going to give very soon, and frankly, I hope it's my job. I don't want to quit, because I do like the work I do, and the people I work with, and the wage is decent, but I just don't know if the scheduling is going to work out in the long haul, for either me or the boss. I guess time will tell.

Bah.