whoring for money
diaryland entry 12:26 p.m. - 2005-12-22
So if you hang out at my main web site at all, you may have noticed that I'm more, um, "forward" than ever with begging for money and selling stuff. There's a reason.
First of all, in the last two years, I've moved from Seattle to Minnesota and from Minnesota to Scotland. I've had to visit Scotland once and pay for 2 weddings. My husband had to fly to Minnesota twice. I had to pay obscene amounts of money to get a visa and to ship all my stuff. Bottom line is, I'm all kinds of broke.
Stuff is more expensive here in the UK, and I don't have a job. And due to the fact that I'm an immigrant, we can't get any government kind of help.
For the moment we've been mostly paying the bills and I've been draining my savings to buy food. I had a job interview that was very promising yesterday. I'm hoping to get it. It's a low-level slave kind of job, but it looks kind of fun, and it isn't typing numbers in a box.
In the meantime, I'm trying to scrape together a little extra cash by selling crap on the internet. I've sold some shirts and magnets and stickers and stuff. I also published my cookbook, which has brought in a few dollars (literally).
I just wish that this whole "making a life together" thing was easier. Right now we don't have phone service, and there's a good chance the electricity could go out for part of today. (The electricity here is on a retarded system where you buy little cards to buy enough electricity for a week or so. If the money on your little electricity box runs out, the electricity goes off until you stick in another stupid little card. It's a deeply idiotic system.)
Anyway, I'm off to drain the savings on the makings of a nice Christmas dinner. We're going to have a nice Christmas if I have to start selling plasma to do it.
Alana
www.girlalive.com
