Learning to live again
A routine balance check revealed that I’ve only got £3.74 left on my account. Normal people would get a job. Yours truly decided to spare herself the embarrassment of whoring herself to potential employers, explaining why I think GAP is so great and why I’d make a great team player as a waitress at Wagamama’s. I just would, and if they don’t know it – it’s their loss. Instead, I decided to starve myself and ‘learn’ from this experience. Not so long ago I had my first Amish experience (which I’m still to review) and got by just fine, albeit not without challenges. Nearly a month ago I fasted in solidarity with my Muslim boyfriend, and lost 3kgs. This time I shall endeavour to survive on £3.74 (a.k.a. nothing) for at least a week. Of course, I’ve already stuffed my fridge with food-alike substances, topped up my mobile and my Oyster card for the month, the rest should be considered ‘extras’. That means no teas to go from Starbucks (resist the charm of the red Christmas promotion cups!!!), no buying the Guardian every day (nothing wrong with reading it online), no art exhibitions (the The art of seduction: sex through the ages, from every possible angle exhibition will stay there until January), and most of all: no Christmas-induced shopping. That’ll teach me a lesson.