The Teeter Robs Me Every Time! Damn Teeter!

I don't know why I went to the Teeter.  I mean, I've gone before, and I know what happens.  And yet, I fall for it time after time.  And I even pretend like I won't, I pretend that by not going to the Teeter for a few weeks, that I have outsmarted it, and it won't trick me again.  But, the high prices, and little food gets me every time!

I love the Tjoes, honestly, who doesn't?  But, there are somethings that Tjoes doesn't have.  Sometimes, the organic goods, chic clientele, and good prices are just not enough.  Sometimes I just need some deli fresh meats, some brand name ice-cream, and more hearty foods, such as the 1.5 lbs of food that comes in a hungry man (except I can't get these, because Teeter prices them at $7 per).  Apples are more expensive, baby carrots are robbery, and cheese, well, let's just say they must get it from a rare source or something.  At least I saved money in one way.  I walked to the Teeters, and it was a really nice day, so that was great on the way there, but...carrying groceries 14 blocks back was awful... I immediately regretted my decision.  

Groceries aside, I am still struggling compute wise.  I have made the decision not to pay the $300 to get it fixed.  In turn, I am going to borrow other peoples until I can get my home to a more appropriately priced computer tech.  It won't be easy, especially with term papers, projects, and research to be done, but, I guess I'll manage.  

Next, comes the decision of what to do next.  Job, law school (I hope not), or move back home and cut the grass for $10 a week.  Any thoughts?  I have somewhat lined up an apartment for the summer here in DC if I get to stay.  It's wayyyyy nicer than my place now, I'd have my own bathroom, and it's the same price.  It has 2 balconies, a walk in closet, and it's 1 block from the metro.  Basically, it's a dream place, but, I have no way to pay for it, and again, no job.  I know, I could move back here after law school (if I don't go crazy and hate life while in law school), or I could transfer to a school out here after 1 year in MI if I do well (which, lets be honest, won't happen).  Maybe I could take the GRE and go get a masters.   Maybe I could apply for a PhD program and become a professor.  Maybe I can just fast forward time and see where I end up so I can stop thinking about it.  

Ok, with no computer, and having to turn this one back to my roommate Mike now, I am out of tech touch for the rest of the night.  If you want to reach me, you can call me on the old fashioned cell phone...kick it old school.

Andy