I've been paid finally!
I haven't posted in a week or so because it was really just too depressing. I didn't care for the thought of having my whining preserved in a semi-permanent format. I prefer my complaints to be more ethereal, dissolving like the whims on which they are based as soon as....um..right, lost my train of thought.
Anyway, I've been living for two weeks on eight euro. Yesterday, I had a bowl of rice and an apple. The day before, just a bowl of rice. And so on and so forth for the past week and a half. And it's freezing and raining and snowing here, and I didn't have money for a coat or winter boots or anything. So I've been terribly traumatized - constantly cold, wet, and hungry. But now it's okay! I've got like fourteen hundred euro. So, tonight I'm going to go get groceries (YAY!) and some winter clothes (MORE YAY!).
On a sadder note - Ira Levin died today. Most people don't recognize the name, but he's a great author. He wrote Rosemary's Baby and The Stepford Wives, but his best work is his earliest: A Kiss before Dying. Go honor the man (and appease me, hehe) and read it. Go!