I hate spending money. I hate, hate, HATE it. For some reason, I especially hate when I'm spending money on something worthwhile. Cutting board, teapot, GROCERIES, carpet, school books, a toothbrush.

A god damn toothbrush. And conditioner. I mean, come on. This is silly. It's not like I'm buying shoes or makeup. Toothbrushes are important. They make the whole world happier. Everyone will appreciate me more, all because I bought a toothbrush.

On another note. I need to a) finish my play; b) get my NYU ID card; c)Make doctor's appointments and c)start a 10-minute play for the Aspen MFA Playwright's festival. I need a mother effin play concept!

PS. evil cat lady is brought to justice