Public Library.

I’m going to read John Steinbecks “East of Eden” today. I hear its a fantastic read.

I never really understood what ‘mo money, mo problems’ really meant until recently. Then again, I never really had money until recentl. Firstly, I hate credit cards, loans, and any other form of debt. I’m sure I’m not alone here, but I feel like I voluntarily shackle myself to my grave when I spend money I don’t have. It forces me to prioritize my time and put time constraints on what I need to do rather than what I want to do. This is probably apart of growing up. I either want alot of money, so I don’t have to worry about spending money I don’t have, or I don’t want any of it. I could be content being a parapatetic and spend my life doing fantastic odd jobs and consulting work that would pay my way to the next adventure.