I May Be Poor But At Least I’m Not Fat, Or Poor

When life hands me lemons, I eat them all and never gain an ounce. No matter what catastrophes occur, I always say: “Could be worse; I could be fat.” I found myself saying this familiar phrase today after I finally opened my mail, which had been building up over the past week and included my bank statement. I’m not poor, but I need to start paying better attention to my spending. What the hell did I spend $60 on at Pacific Fusion and what the hell is Pacific Fusion? Anyway, I just need to cut back a bit cause my bank account is sinking faster than my brother’s standards at last call.