joysweeper

My brother and I went out and bought Scribblenauts. He contributed ten dollars to that, I paid the rest. My little brother is always broke, or nearly. He's got basically no savings. I've got... well, I don't know exactly, but there's something to the tune of three thousand in my savings account, and around five hundred in a debit account that I have never used. Largely because I'm very stingy.

Very stingy, I said. Ignore the hardcover Luke Skywalker and the Shadows of Mindor! I had a coupon anyway, for forty percent off.

Books really are my biggest expense, but I don't buy them very often, and very rarely in hardcover, so it doesn't amount to much as money goes. Back at Adrian College I worked for the art department for a few hours a week. Here, I have no job. The two hundred dollars I earned with my Mom cleaning that sorority are in the bank, and the neighbor only rarely needs dogsitting. So I have to be even more cautious. I don't buy food unless I have to. Instead I bring food from home in plastic bags, like a kid.

I could only play Scribblenauts for so long before my conscience smacked me with the memory of my Ceramics homework. Draw three designs for platters and see which one gets approved. Well, I've got one. I'll have the others in a bit. My brother's playing the game now. He took it to bed with him.