Broke

One nice thing about not hav­ing a date this week­end is that I don’t have to wor­ry about how to pay for it. I don’t get my first pay­check for my new job for two more weeks, and an old client that I billed sent me a check for the num­ber of hours I worked rather than the num­ber of hours times the hourly rate.

My gym mem­ber­ship is all paid up though, so if I’m lucky maybe I’ll just con­sid­er pun­ish­ing myself with big pieces of met­al as “enter­tain­ment.” Maybe some bicy­cling this week­end would be good too.

In regards to the “nice guy” threads all over LJ:

I’d be very proud to be exact­ly this fucked up and wrong.