What I miss most from real life now that I'm poor is snacks.




When I was a kid, we had enough snacks to last for months, there was always something laying around, waiting for you, for a time when you wanted... well to snack!

Now I eat 3 squares a day no more no less and it's hard having that kind of self control, not being able to eat whenever I want.

Of course I do drink beer whenever I want, but I want snacks too.

And I'm not poor, I make 13.50 A hour with no savings, so I guess I'm not "poor" but I'm not living it up either.

I'll know when I've reached that next level in income when I've got ho-ho's and fudge rounds and lil' bags of Doritos laying eveywhere.

Until then, I'll survive... maybe.