Purchase Agreement

So I signed a Purchase Agreement to buy a loft in Midtown Detroit and I kind of want to throw up. I thought I was getting a sweet deal due to the awesome tax abatements I am receiving but the stupid association fees, for the most part, negate any saving. The Purchase Agreement is still contingent on a walk through of the building so that helps me sleep at night. I kind of want to just rent a dilapidated shack some where and live ghetto fabulous for the rest of my life. That way I could still piss away money on stupid things instead of doing boring things like investing in real estate or becoming an adult. I think I'll check into it.

My sister's blog is making more money than me

How about the fact my sister's blog- A Broad Studying in Ireland - is making more money then mine after about 3 weeks. Granted she has something interesting to talk about and a well defined niche. But, I have been at it for a lot longer and am capable of using complete sentences although I have mostly been concentrating on Shitty Stories lately. Once I am down working for the summer I do intend to get back to work. I can't lose to a girl who spends most of her time trying to find her way home for the pub...I mean work.