Do you know "poor"?

[Ellyllions]

I got this idea from an MSN article I just read, and I know "poor". When I was born, in 1970, my dad was only making $3,000 a year and my mother stayed home with me until I was 6 months old. I have NO idea how they made that work. We only had cold running water in the house and no indoor toilet. Growing up, I was the "poor kid" in school and I caught a LOT of flack for it.

But looking back on it all now, I wouldn't change a thing. My parents refused to apply for any kind of social assistance what-so-ever. Yes it was a struggle we ate the deer that they killed and grew our own vegetables, but I had such a rich and smart childhood. It was smart to live within our means and be independent from the rest of the "keeping up with the Jone's" people.

Do you have a story of knowing "poor"?

[Hardrock69]

Yeah, but it involves being a starving rock musician on tour and living in L.A.....nothing truly unique about it.

My folks were middle class...both intellects....only found out recently my Dad had been offered full scholarships to both Harvard AND Yale back in the late 50s, but he liked the university he was at, and turned them both down.
He went on to get his Doctorate in Philosophy, and taught at several different universities during my life before getting out of that racket in the mid-70s...

So I was not THAT poor, but then we did not have piles of money...we did not own a color TV until the early 70s...up to that point I had no idea the Wizard Of Oz was even shot in color....

However, as wif you Elly, I had a solid upbringing, and thanks to my parents, I grew up to become the great, loveable yet perverse and silly wretch that I am today.
:D

[Steve Savicki]

Congrats for being a survivor. :)

[Ellyllions]

Originally posted by Hardrock69
Yeah, but it involves being a starving rock musician on tour and living in L.A.....nothing truly unique about it.

:D

Ya know, that's where all the good music comes from right?

[Jimmy Jingles]

I once had wealth, power, and the love of a beautiful woman. Now I only have two things: my friends and my thermos.

It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi.








Oh wait...that wasn't me.

[Ellyllions]

Originally posted by Jimmy Jingles
I once had wealth, power, and the love of a beautiful woman. Now I only have two things: my friends and my thermos.

It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi.








Oh wait...that wasn't me.

You "Jerk"!:D

[Jimmy Jingles]

Originally posted by Ellyllions
You "Jerk"!:D




He hates these cans! Stay away from the cans!

[franksters]

Aren't we all ''poor'' or is't just everybody else that's rich?

[Terry]

Meh.

How much money do you really NEED, anyway?

Roof over your head, clothes on your back, food in your belly. Everything else is just gravy.

[Ellyllions]

Originally posted by Terry
Meh.

How much money do you really NEED, anyway?

Roof over your head, clothes on your back, food in your belly. Everything else is just gravy.

I completely agree with you.
I went on and sent myself through college while raising a child on my own and throwing newspapers every morning from 3am to 6pm. Got a great job with benefits and worked my way up to a nice 5-digit salary.

Now I'm almost 40 and the best memories I have came from a time when we couldn't even afford Fruit Loops to eat.

Everything from that time in my life just feels so pure.

[Ellyllions]

Know what I miss the most....?


Trout fishing.
Wearing my hip waders and traversing my way down Crooked Creek getting a hook wet.

[Coyote]

Originally posted by Terry
Meh.

How much money do you really NEED, anyway?

Roof over your head, clothes on your back, food in your belly. Everything else is just gravy.

Tell that to Bill Gates.

[Terry]

Originally posted by Ellyllions
I completely agree with you.
I went on and sent myself through college while raising a child on my own and throwing newspapers every morning from 3am to 6pm. Got a great job with benefits and worked my way up to a nice 5-digit salary.

Now I'm almost 40 and the best memories I have came from a time when we couldn't even afford Fruit Loops to eat.

Everything from that time in my life just feels so pure.

Possibly felt pure because when you don't have much, things tend to be simplified.

Shit, when I was a kid, we used to just go out and PLAY, you know? Didn't have video games (Pong had just come out on TelStar). Didn't have cable tv. Didn't have chaperoned, supervised 'playdates'. We just went outside and DID THINGS. Things that didn't cost anything to do. Like hucking rocks at each other, riding bikes, swimming in the creek, melting Army Men with a magnifying glass, building forts, beating the shit out of each other...you know, FUN STUFF!

First apartment I ever had, I could barely make rent, and all I could afford food-wise for a winter was Kraft Mac N' Cheese and Idaho Instant Mashed Potatoes...and actually cooking these with butter was a luxury. I had a piece of shit Zephyr that I had to jump-start the alternator with a screwdriver, had to swipe soap and toilet paper from work, didn't have a bedframe so the mattress was on the floor, phone was constantly getting shut off...but man, those were the days. Before everyone had the internet, before everyone was walking around with cell phones glued to their ear.

[Ellyllions]

Yeah, a dug a few holes in our front yard making swimming pools for my Family Dollar "pseudo-Barbies". Heck, I made a dollhouse out of cardboard boxes!

And when I was old enough to get a job, I worked in a grocery store so I could bring food home. But I didn't steal it. My parents taught me better than that. I'd spend my whole paychecks just on food to bring home to cook for mom and dad. It was an awesome feeling being able to do that for them. And that feeling was much better than any feeling I'd get today getting a new "this-or-that". Ya know? It was valuable.

[Dan]

My Mum raised three kids by herself and also having Bi-Polar was a tough time.Moved around a lot,renting houses a couple times a year.
Not too sure if Mum was going to have a break-down from the Bi-Polar as Mum's Sister would look after us kids while she was Sick,which was up to 5 to 6 weeks at a time.

I could go on longer but who wants to read my life story.:)

[franksters]

I have a few stories of my own as well... but these days were''pure'' mostly beccause you were young and innocent you didn't know better and your parent loved you that was it.

then we decide to move out of the nest, it's tough but we tough it out, kraft dinner ect... but we would find cash to get smashed almost every night with friends... eat at the girls friends... and it was gr8!

but seriously a whole life working 9-5 for shitty money, with a boss that WILL kick you out whenever his left balls feels funny...

no thank you!

having the essentials just not cope it for me and it shoudn't for anyone else either, why not be the one with the liberty of quitting if you don't like it anymore, or the one that goes back to school at 40 to realise a dream, or simply the ones that travel the world for 6 months every year!

i'm I wrong egspecting this out of life?

why not? why contempt ourselves with what we have?

I believe a person should aim for more, cause if you settle, you slowlystart to die.

[Ellyllions]

You have a strong mother.
Someone to admire.

[Dan]

Originally posted by Ellyllions
You have a strong mother.
Someone to admire.

She's The Best.Love My Mum heaps.
Taught me a lot about life and I get my sense of Humour from her.:D

[franksters]

I lost both my parent around the age of 21 for my mom and 23 for dad...

to this day there is not a day that I don't think about them.

I wish they would be here with me to share hapiness with me and my own little familly...

I know they see me, and it is comforting.

[Ellyllions]

Thanks franksters...now what am I to do with this lump in my throat? :(

I'm sorry hunny.

[Terry]

Originally posted by franksters
I have a few stories of my own as well... but these days were''pure'' mostly beccause you were young and innocent you didn't know better and your parent loved you that was it.

then we decide to move out of the nest, it's tough but we tough it out, kraft dinner ect... but we would find cash to get smashed almost every night with friends... eat at the girls friends... and it was gr8!

but seriously a whole life working 9-5 for shitty money, with a boss that WILL kick you out whenever his left balls feels funny...

no thank you!

having the essentials just not cope it for me and it shoudn't for anyone else either, why not be the one with the liberty of quitting if you don't like it anymore, or the one that goes back to school at 40 to realise a dream, or simply the ones that travel the world for 6 months every year!


i'm I wrong egspecting this out of life?

why not? why contempt ourselves with what we have?

I believe a person should aim for more, cause if you settle, you slowly start to die.

Not so much about getting complacent.

One should be able to realize whatever dreams one has. Totally agree with that. Go for it.

Just can't be bothered with setting up my life as some kind of race to see if I can collect more little green slips of paper than everybody else.

Because in the end what are you going to get out of it, anyway? A bigger roof over your head, more expensive clothes and pricier food in yer gut. Sure, nice to have, but not essential.

All I need is a nice chacha to put me whodilly in every now and then. All else is excess baggage.

[Ellyllions]

I believe a person should aim for more, cause if you settle, you slowlystart to die.

Bono said it best, "If you stop taking chances, you'll stay where you sit. You won't live any longer, but it'll feel like it."

[franksters]

it's been a long ttime ago, don't worry about it...

that's life you know, that's why I won't settle for just the essentials.

terry I totally agree with you on the rat race, ewww, can't stand that, for me the goal is not the money, the goal is freedom! and peice of mind, I don't live for the bigger and the better , really I live for quality time...

see my ultimate goal is to be able to work basically from anywhere, and i'm slowly achieving it.

the other goal is to have enough $$ to be independant, I think that says it all!

[Terry]

Originally posted by franksters
it's been a long ttime ago, don't worry about it...

that's life you know, that's why I won't settle for just the essentials.

terry I totally agree with you on the rat race, ewww, can't stand that, for me the goal is not the money, the goal is freedom! and peice of mind, I don't live for the bigger and the better , really I live for quality time...

see my ultimate goal is to be able to work basically from anywhere, and i'm slowly achieving it.

the other goal is to have enough $$ to be independant, I think that says it all!

I can dig it.

Freedom rules.

Freedom for me and my monkey.

[franksters]

unfortunatly freedom as a price...

you can only be free when you can afford it. it is sad that most human are trapped.

the system is to blame, but what can we do?

[Douglas T.]

Big sigh ... I go from comfortable to poor and back to comfortable on a regular basis! By choice I can say .... I have the ways and means to have a larger more productive company but "settle" for the small studio instead. We ran up to five employees at a time for years ... get's to worrysome. I keep small not because I'm lazy because I choose to have less. Confused? my work ... cabinetry brings me in contact with all levels of class from the very very rich to the very very poor! The best people I know are poor!

[Hardrock69]

I was fortunate enough that all I had to worry about when I was a kid was being a kid.
Certainly kids these days who grow up in a single parent household end up having to learn responsibility at an earlier age than I did.

But all I had to worry about was simple stuff....
Ya know...come home at night from running around the neighborhood and dump my pockets...bits of string, interesting looking rock, a penny smashed on the railroad track, some Bazooka Joe bubble gum.....that sorta thing.

I feel sorry for kids these days who are not usually able to develop their imagination through activity with nothing.....building an air force base out of dirt and lining all my model planes up on the runway....playing cops and robbers or cowboys and indians with almost nothing.....building a tree fort out of junk wood....

These days kids have to have their cable tv, their playstation, and a computer or they throw a temper tantrum. And if the parents suck ass at raising them, they have temper tantrums even WITH all that crap....

Oh well.....life goes on....

[binnie]

Originally posted by franksters
Aren't we all ''poor'' or is't just everybody else that's rich?

The man who's hitting the girl in your sig is one of the richest men on the planet!

[binnie]

Real poverty: probably not.

There was always food, heating and clothing so I have never endured any real hardship in that sense.

But being poor compartively, definately.

My mother is disabled and my dad had to stop qorking to look after her when I was 9 or 10, so throughout my teenage years I was always aware that money was tight, and EVERYTHING had to be thought about before it was bought. I never went without the basics, and my parents sacrificed everything: they never really went out socialising, didn't drink go to the cinema or anything like that, just to get us by.

As I get older I realise how sould destroing that must have been and why they eventually separated: living with each other 24/7 with no hope of any change in the routine or a break eventually made them fall out of love, and they probably kept it going several years longer than it should have just till I finished school.

But I think it made me the person I am: I used have a chip on my shoulder because all my friends at school, and definately at University, were far, far better off than me and I had to work from being twelve to but a lot of my nice clothes and CD'd etc that their parents got them. But that instilled a drive in me (I'm still a workaholic) that got me some of the best grades in my school year, and allowed me to finish second in my University class (out of 200 people at one of the top five University's in England). So it turned out good in the end, and I definately appreciate tha value of money: earning things is far more rewarding than being instantly gratified.

But to reiterate: I've never nedured real poverty, never missed a meal or been cold.

[Douglas T.]

Most of us are ... excuse me ... lower class! Dr.'s & lawyers and such .... middle class .... movie producers, actors, atheletes and people like that are upper class. Then there's the filthy HIGH clas Bill Gates people! DLRARMY people are the best class! Class dismissed!

[Hardrock69]

Right on!
:cool:

[Terry]

Originally posted by Douglas T.
Most of us are ... excuse me ... lower class! Dr.'s & lawyers and such .... middle class .... movie producers, actors, atheletes and people like that are upper class. Then there's the filthy HIGH clas Bill Gates people! DLRARMY people are the best class! Class dismissed!

Fuckin' A

[Dan]

Originally posted by Douglas T.
Most of us are ... excuse me ... lower class! Dr.'s & lawyers and such .... middle class .... movie producers, actors, atheletes and people like that are upper class. Then there's the filthy HIGH clas Bill Gates people! DLRARMY people are the best class! Class dismissed!

A Big Amen to That,D.T.

[Jesus Christ]

I was born in a barn, and spent the last three years of My life on this world homeless and unemployed.

In between those times ye might call Me "working class", being raised the stepson of a carpenter. So despite being born a king, I never lived the life of a rich man in this world.

Which is fine, because even I, the Messiah, wouldn't want to try to fit through the eye of a needle :)

[PETE'S BROTHER]

Originally posted by Jimmy Jingles
He hates these cans! Stay away from the cans!

damn these glasses son! i damn thee!

hitchin' a ride to the end of the fence.

GREAT STUFF!!

[Bill Lumbergh]

Originally posted by Terry
Possibly felt pure because when you don't have much, things tend to be simplified.

Shit, when I was a kid, we used to just go out and PLAY, you know? Didn't have video games (Pong had just come out on TelStar). Didn't have cable tv. Didn't have chaperoned, supervised 'playdates'. We just went outside and DID THINGS. Things that didn't cost anything to do. Like hucking rocks at each other, riding bikes, swimming in the creek, melting Army Men with a magnifying glass, building forts, beating the shit out of each other...you know, FUN STUFF!



A fucking men to this....all my kids EVER wanna do is play video games, to the point that they never get to anymore. My mom never had to TELL me to go outside....in fact, she used to get pissed cuz I'd be out for like 12 hours a day during the summer, and didnt even wanna come home for dinner! My kids love toplay outside, but for todays kids video games are king.....

[PETE'S BROTHER]

for me the goal is not the money, the goal is freedom! and peice of mind, I don't live for the bigger and the better , really I live for quality time...

preach it brother. travel, see more than your housing developement, meet and engage with people you may never see again, those pure moments of your past can be just as pure now. keep life fresh and INTERESTING. status quo is just a tranquilizer for imagination and dreams

[SparkieD]

Originally posted by PETE'S BROTHER
for me the goal is not the money, the goal is freedom! and peice of mind, I don't live for the bigger and the better , really I live for quality time...




Spot on!

I'm lucky enough to be able to dictate my own hours. I could make tons of dough but at the expense of the quality time you speak of. What good is the money if you don't have the time to enjoy it? I think I prefer being comfortable to being filthy rich. I don't do half bad AND I haven't missed any of my kid's milestones.

Now, I'm not saying I'd mind if somebody came and dropped a million bucks on my head. I'm sure I'd figure out what to do with it:D

[SparkieD]

I was reading Curt Smith's (from Tears for Fears) blog and came across one passage that brought this thread to mind. I found his insight on wealth profound and so very true.

"If you're of the opinion that wealth will bring you happiness, dream on. You're either happy/content by nature (or work) or not – money won't change that. At the richest I've ever been I was the least happiest, consequently I chose to leave TFF and my homeland in search of better things, I'm "grateful" everyday that I found them. I live in Los Angeles, "I see rich people" every day, I can't say the majority of them are happy. They seem to spend inordinate amounts of time talking about their earnings/position and how much they spend. Most of them are medicated in some way, be it through alcohol or the antidepressant du jour. Not only are they not happy, they're dull to boot. To sum up – it's my experience that the same percentage of rich people are happy/unhappy as poor people, status doesn't change anything."


Really, true wealth has nothing to do with money or materials. It comes from within and who you surround yourself with.

[binnie]

Yeah, I don't think it's wealth I'm after but security: knowing that you'll NEVER have to worry about bills and always have a roof over your head would be ideal.

Anything after that would be nice, but I could happily do without it. Just my CD collection and a big stereo would suit me fine...

[scamper]

I don't think you know poor until you move to a third world country and live like them.

[binnie]

I know what you mean, but "poverty" is relative to the conditions of the society in which you live: it isn't an absolute, objective or quantifable standard of living, but one comparative to those around you.

In the UK, poverty is classified as those living at 60% below the average income I believe...

[Shaun Ponsonby]

When I was 2 1/2-3 (and this will always stick in my head)...my dad had an accident at work which caused substantial damage to his spine, from which he has never recovered. He never received componsation for the stupidest of reasons...it wasn't put in the accident book. So, he had to quit his job. My mum couldn't go bck to work, cos, not only was she was a nursery nurse who would have had to go back to college to study it again...which we couldn't afford, but she was expected her third child.

So, we couldn't afford to keep the place we were living in. By this point, we had moved away from the rest of the family, and couldn't afford to get back down there.

So, we ended up living in this horrible homeless hostel for a few months, surrounded by prostitutes and heroin addicts. Not the place you'd want your 3 year old, your 1 year old and your unborn child living. The meals were virtually non-exsistant and the people were creepy. I wasn't even 3, but, unlike my sister, I was old enough to remember what I saw.

Eventually we managed to get in contact with some family members, who came down to pick us up and gave us a place to stay.

Then, my parents (well, my mum) had to fight with the council to give us a home, when they were just giving them to the kind of people who were living in that hostel...what we eventually got was infested with mice and had a backyard that looked, literally, like a tip (in fact, it HAD turned into a tip. There was all kinds in there).

We couldn't afford to get a proper house until 2000, when we finally started revovering financially.

So, yes, I know "poor".

[svrwthr]

Young and making $9.90/hr in 1987. Hooked up with wife with built in family in 88, lost job in 89 with kid on way wife making $4/hr and paying $550 a month rent. Interview opportunity for $10/hr job in field of study but after 9 months of no work and bills piling up took the for sure job by going to second interview at another job at the same time the higher paying job was to interview me. That job paid $6.70/hr in 92. Moved up fast and was making $11/hr in 1 year. Spent like mad we did, until 7 credit card bills maxed out and wife out of job in 93 and creditors wanted money. Claimed bankruptcy with $100,000.00 in liabilities and less than $50,000.00 in Assets. We evened out and got credit rating back by 2003 when I got laid off, wife had to have major surgery. Now the fun part begins. The major surgery was for a shunt from head to stomach. It malfunctioned after a month. Re did surgery. That one failed after 3 more months (mind you she was working for county for good money and I was making $13/hr by then). I had no job and she wasn't working. What surgery are we on, ooH, 3. well take that out to 5 more surgeries over the next three years and me getting back to work at $13/hr 2 kids, mortgage and numerous medical bills in the 6 figure range. Aldi's is a great place to shop but I will never, ever use those fucking food stamps ever a fucking again in my life. low of the fucking low. Ya, I barely kept roof over families head. Ya barely food on table. Kids love Ramen noodles and generic mac and cheese and never having meat (barf). End of 2006 wife still has medical problems and back to work out of her field of study working at Deli for Walmart because she can no longer lift people (She was a CNA). And I have not been at a desk doing mechanical design for years but am making decent money but the bills are still there piling up living paycheck to paycheck having to disappoint my daughter everytime she wants to go do things with friends. Point I've learned through all my shit is, When I think I couldn't get any lower in life, there is always someone worse off. just stick it out.


BTW, nobody is fucking poor here if they have a computer in front of them with internet access. I missed internet the most during my struggles. It has become my crack since the start of my families downfall. Was cheap entertainment for us until I couldn't afford it anymore.

BTW, I like writing in run on sentences without paragraphs. It's called ranting :confused:

[BITEYOASS]

I had pretty much all the basic neccesities as a kid and occasionally was paid for various chores (got paid extra if I was shoveling snow in single digit temperatures). We got whatever we could leisure wise on the cheap. Although I still can't figure out how my parents were able to get by seeing that they never had a college education, worked in service jobs and smoked weed on occasion. One time they considered having a third child, but me and my sister gave em' a WTF look and told them how crazy an idea that would be. On a side note, we had a shitload of books in the house.

[Coyote]

Do I know "poor"? No, not really.

I'm more familiar with "rough times".

[binnie]

Originally posted by svrwthr
Young and making $9.90/hr in 1987. Hooked up with wife with built in family in 88, lost job in 89 with kid on way wife making $4/hr and paying $550 a month rent. Interview opportunity for $10/hr job in field of study but after 9 months of no work and bills piling up took the for sure job by going to second interview at another job at the same time the higher paying job was to interview me. That job paid $6.70/hr in 92. Moved up fast and was making $11/hr in 1 year. Spent like mad we did, until 7 credit card bills maxed out and wife out of job in 93 and creditors wanted money. Claimed bankruptcy with $100,000.00 in liabilities and less than $50,000.00 in Assets. We evened out and got credit rating back by 2003 when I got laid off, wife had to have major surgery. Now the fun part begins. The major surgery was for a shunt from head to stomach. It malfunctioned after a month. Re did surgery. That one failed after 3 more months (mind you she was working for county for good money and I was making $13/hr by then). I had no job and she wasn't working. What surgery are we on, ooH, 3. well take that out to 5 more surgeries over the next three years and me getting back to work at $13/hr 2 kids, mortgage and numerous medical bills in the 6 figure range. Aldi's is a great place to shop but I will never, ever use those fucking food stamps ever a fucking again in my life. low of the fucking low. Ya, I barely kept roof over families head. Ya barely food on table. Kids love Ramen noodles and generic mac and cheese and never having meat (barf). End of 2006 wife still has medical problems and back to work out of her field of study working at Deli for Walmart because she can no longer lift people (She was a CNA). And I have not been at a desk doing mechanical design for years but am making decent money but the bills are still there piling up living paycheck to paycheck having to disappoint my daughter everytime she wants to go do things with friends. Point I've learned through all my shit is, When I think I couldn't get any lower in life, there is always someone worse off. just stick it out.


BTW, nobody is fucking poor here if they have a computer in front of them with internet access. I missed internet the most during my struggles. It has become my crack since the start of my families downfall. Was cheap entertainment for us until I couldn't afford it anymore.

BTW, I like writing in run on sentences without paragraphs. It's called ranting :confused:


Jeeezus!

I suddenly feel very, very lucky.

[ace diamond]

Originally posted by Ellyllions
I got this idea from an MSN article I just read, and I know "poor". When I was born, in 1970, my dad was only making $3,000 a year and my mother stayed home with me until I was 6 months old. I have NO idea how they made that work. We only had cold running water in the house and no indoor toilet. Growing up, I was the "poor kid" in school and I caught a LOT of flack for it.

But looking back on it all now, I wouldn't change a thing. My parents refused to apply for any kind of social assistance what-so-ever. Yes it was a struggle we ate the deer that they killed and grew our own vegetables, but I had such a rich and smart childhood. It was smart to live within our means and be independent from the rest of the "keeping up with the Jone's" people.

Do you have a story of knowing "poor"?

I HAVE BEEN SURVIVING ON MY OWN SINCE I WAS 7 YEAR OLD. MY DAD THREW MY ASS OUT JANUARY 19TH,1985. BEEN ON MY OWN EVER SINCE. I MAKE MORE $ A YEAR NOW THAN EVER IN MY LIFE,AND IT IS STILL LESS THE 10K A YEAR......ACTUALLY CLOSER TO 8.5 OR 9K A YEAR...............AND I AM GETTING BY JUST FINE. I MAKE A POINT OF LIVING WITHIN MY MEAN....IF I CANNOT PAY CASH FOR IT....I EITHER SAVE UP OR JUST DON'T BOTHER. AND I HAVE 3 JOBS. WELCOME TO THE REALITY OF LIVING MY WHOLE LIFE IN SO CAL.

[ace diamond]

Originally posted by Jimmy Jingles
I once had wealth, power, and the love of a beautiful woman. Now I only have two things: my friends and my thermos.

It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi.



"THE JERK" is my favorite steve martin movie. came out in 1978,was his first film.

"NAVIN R. JOHNSON"




Oh wait...that wasn't me.

[ace diamond]

I WILL BE TURNING 30 ON JULY 2,2007.....AND I JUST GOT MY FIRST CAR TODAY.....$400. I STILL DO NOT EVEN HAVE A LISCENSE YET....HOPEFULLY SOON.
UNTIL THEN.....I'LL STILL BE WALKING, RIDING MY MOUNTAIN BIKE,OR RIDING THE BUS.

[ace diamond]

Originally posted by Terry
Meh.

How much money do you really NEED, anyway?

Roof over your head, clothes on your back, food in your belly. Everything else is just gravy.

check on everything except a roof over my head. cannot afford one.

[ace diamond]

Originally posted by scamper
I don't think you know poor until you move to a third world country and live like them.

i live like that right here in wonderful and sunny southern california!

[ace diamond]

the public library system has made free internet access a reality.....with some suck ass restrictions.

i am staying with a friend tonight, so she is letting me use her cpu.