as much as i'd like to think i'm a frugal person, i know better than to pretend that i'm not a child of the eighties and that true frugality is beyond me. for example- i was unemployed for a month, so the funds ain't exactly at a comfort level. i've asked my parents for money. and yet, i need paté. i don't want it, i need it. i also need goat cheese. and i need to go grocery shopping before i get my discount card from work. in just two short days i'll save 15% on all my groceries, paté and all. but no! must have it now! and it's not like i'm hurting for food stuffs. you might remember that i am well-equipped for the soviet invasion by way of pickled beets, canned tomatoes, peach jam, and squash. i also have a lot of garlic. but none of these thingscan mimic the livery creaminess that is delicious paté.
i also need to buy beer and wine. because even though i'm broke and ignoring my cell phone bill, i require a twelve pack of heineken. not pabst or some other low-cost beer that i know i'd enjoy. nope! frugality be damned!
does this mean that my mind is unable to grasp what it means to really be needy? alas.
2 comments:
Go ahead and splurge on the pate, if that is what you require. Just don't put onions on it.
And life is too short to drink cheap beer.
Good taste never goes out of style.
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