Twisting and Bending to those Dreaded Green Papers

Do you ever wish that the world had figured out a way to operate without the existence of money?

I spent my day twisting and bending to those dreaded green papers trying to get things handled at school and with a former roomie and a security deposit debacle.

Roomie and security deposit - Check and handled.
School is never that easy and it stressed me to know that my aid might be delayed and I am a broke ass actor singer storyteller boyee. Also, I will miss a day of classes. Vent Vent Venti Caramel Macchiato Blah Venti Blah Blah.

Anyway, it will all work out but I wanted to share my day of money woes.

Grrr...
Off to eat and escape tonight in a land where I am in love and these problems don't exist. Ah, the wondrous therapy of musical theatre.

Dustin

Postscript for poppets: The first pic is of money and I selected in because it was on a toilet paper dispenser. I think you can imagine why. The second pic is entitled "Twist and Bend" and I really liked it. Do enjoy and take care.

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