Poughkeepsie Ain´t Just a City in Upstate New York

I´m poor. Not poor poor. But poor nonetheless. I checked my bank account online and I have just over $100. That´s right. I still have substantial wiggle room on credit, but without liquid skrilla I could be in a bit of a pinch this summer.

It´s not so bad. I still have 100€ on hand, so I officially have somewhere around 175€ or $220 left. I have approximately 2.5 weeks left in Spain since I´m dumping the au pair job, but should they come through, I´m thinking that this is looking like my ONLY chance for employment this summer, and I don´t really want to return to the café to bus tables with no friends left in the area (unless Baby Huey by an act of god cannot find a job, and the Drake comes back to work at the café too). I´m told Huey had an interview which does not bode well for me, but there is the off chance that they won´t hire summer help.

So, this is all a little sad, no? I guess that´s what you get for living the trust-fund-throwaway-child life on a po´boy´s bank account. Oh well, at least they did away with debtor´s prison. What I really need now is for phat Harvard cash to come to my rescue next semester. Perhaps I can find a table-waiting job in Cambridge, too, but on these funds, it looks as though I´ll be running home as quickly as possible.