I was hanging out with some friends last night and I explained this idea, this social experiment, to one of them while we munched on Taco Bell at one-in-the-morning. After explaining my situation and my curiosity, I asked him about the plasma bank. Jeremy used to donate plasma and get about fifty bucks a week. I knew this and I think I’m going to make use of the service to help get some cash. He explained the best times to go and that I needed a piece of mail to prove that I wasn’t homeless. The funny thing is: I never get mail. Well, I used to never get mail.
Kroger (it’s a grocery store around here) has been sending me coupons in the mail lately. I don’t know how my apartment address ended up in their data banks, but I’m cool with it. Coupons are a great way to save money.
So the idea is growing in the womb of my brain as this: “I’m the do-nothing-man.” That’s going to be the subtext to “The Chronicles of F. S.” Again, this is another story, and I’ll get to it later. Right now, it’s shaping up as a blog where I can keep a record of my activities and document the research in which I delve. But I think I’m going to start in September, while I still have the safety net of a pay check. The plan is to do all this while working my final month at the university, just to get a sense of how hard it will actually be. Not that it’s going to be taxing, but the experiment will be difficult financially. Ideally, I’d find a cheaper place to live, to lower my expenses (which aren’t really that high), and get rid of some luxuries.
To be perfectly honest, I’m not ready to do that yet. I love my living arrangements (my roommate and my apartment), but as I stated previously, expenses aren’t that high; I’ll layout my budget later. In other words, I think I can meet all my financial obligations.
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