Good news is: the diet Trista and I are on is working. We've both lost weight, we both feel good. All I need to do is push the diet willpower over to the frivolous spending, and everything will be good.
Reasons to save: I want to move out of Worcester in two years. I want a house, eventually. I've already got more books, movies, RPGs, etc. than I can feasibly use up in the next ten years.
Work is the worst place; I get a notion, I can just jump on the internet and buy, buy, buy (worse, order, order, order. Then I don't feel the sting until the bill comes in). Now, when I get a craving (oh, shopping is an addiction, so bizarre!) I'll email Trista. I expect I will flood her with emails, notes, etc. over the next couple of weeks. Well, on the bright side, it makes birthday/holiday shopping for me easier!
Okay, the time has come. I need to write things that will sell. I need to write fast and good. Crank them out and send them out the door. This doesn't eradicate Art, but it does help eradicate my lollygagging mentality. If I can't do this, I will have to ask to borrow money from the parents, and that sucks donkey shit (they're fine, and all too happy to help out, but I really hate feeling like I HAVE to ask).