Newark Airport

I’m at the airport very early. Being early makes me less nervous about getting to the airport obviously, but now I have 2 hours to myself to think about flying. I have the worst hobby ever because I hate flying!

I will try to keep posted, mostly so I have my memories recorded so I don’t forget them over time, but you can read, too I’ll be gone for all of August so that’s a lot of memories!

Also, if you have twitter, follow @LivLunaNews because I’ll be Euro-tweeting with them!

Much love America! Tchuess!

Myrtle Beach, South Carolina!

Finally! I have a reason to stop bitching and complaining! The Travel Bugger actually did some traveling! I made the split decision to tag along with some of my family to Myrtle Beach while my sister went to orientation down there. It was beautiful! I have never felt ocean water that warm! I ended up having the time of my life with my two sisters, 17 and 9, in the warm water and the hot sun. Of course, we all got sunburned noses because my beautiful, intelligent mother got us tanning oil instead of the protective stuff, but we’re all tan now.

There’s not too much to say about it. It was gorgeous. We all had lots of fun. People forget how entertaining waves can be (really, the fun doesn’t stop.) Fresh seafood is AMAZING! And, last but not least, family is very important, especially when you’re not going to see them for a while.

P.S.

Lay off on the “Southern Hosipitality,” there’s just too much of that, it’s overkill.

To clear things up…

Some people have expressed concern over my last post. I am not a prostitute, I was just kidding. You’ll all be happy to know that I don’t sell myself for money AND I’m done complaining about not having money. I won’t ask you anymore. You’re welcome!

FREAKIN’ THE FREAK OUT, MAN!

Okay, so with all my calculations, I’m fucked. Sorry, f*cked. I leave in 17 days and I can’t cut it. I’ve sold half my shiz on Ebay and made $85. I’m babysitting. I’m taking any odd job I can get. I play bingo because my Grandmother buys my boards. I’m doing the plasma thing in a week, so that should be $30-$60, but come on people, we all know I’m scriz-ewed. I need about $400 on top of all the money I’ve already made. I’m about to rent out my feat to the foot fetish people on craigslist (I hope they don’t discriminate, my feet aren’t exactly up to par.)

What else is there to do? I’ve basically been begging for money via my awesome, popular blog for months now. Besides becoming a drug dealer or prostitute (or both) for the next 17 days, I don’t see how this is going to work out. I would donate my eggs if anyone wanted them! How do you get into that? “22 year old female in good health wants you to have her eggs!”

Blah, blah, blah, poor little girl can’t enjoy her vacation in Europe. I just want to see my boyfriend…

Looks like hooker it is! Whatcha see is whatcha get. So if you don’t wanna be seein’ this on your street corner, well, you know what to do!

 

9 year olds are cuter than 22 year olds…

I couldn’t have a lemonade stand at my age! Come buy some lemonade! Or just pretend you had a glass and send money for VIRTUAL lemonade! It’s just as refreshing and you can pay as much or little as you want!

Tom, Tom, the “Bier” Man!

Tommy boy here is a beer guy. This is an interview I did with him at a local Biergarten in Jersey City (you thought I was gonna say Germany, didn’tcha!)

In the meantime….I’m selling my plasma.

Nope, not the television type, the blood type. I got a babysitting gig for a bunch of cash, but it’s not cutting it, so, I start giving parts of myself away for $35/ a visit. I don’t need it, right? It’s legal and if I donate enough, I bet I would technically be losing weight, too! It’s a win/win!

I know, I know, what few readers I have left are bored out of their minds reading about how I’m broke and blaw blah blah, but August 1st is my trip! Then you get to read about me freaking out at the airport, not having in flight entertainment on Iceland Express (?!?!), Germany fun, maybe a beach (?), PLUS, I’m laying over in Iceland, so you may get live footage of a f*cking volcano (I hope to God there is no f*cking volcano because I will not be a happy camper.)

So, just a few more weeks, actually, 36 days to be exact, until I’m off! Bare with me!

OH! P.S.!

If you know me and live by me, I’ll watch your kids. I’m also selling a Box of Clothes on craigslist.

The Dirty Girlscout

With the price of cigarettes skyrocketing and the impending doom of my loan shark hovering over my head, I have quit smoking. This saves me about $30 a week (New York State prices). Although that doesn’t necessarilly mean I’m making any money at all, at least I’m not dipping into my measly looking savings account. I am getting ready to go clean someone’s basement for a few dolla dolla bills, so that’s cool. I feel like this blog is becoming more about me being supadoopa poor than me traveling. But we all know I need funding to get outta here! (That does not mean you, Erica! <<my Biggest donator.)

I’m having trouble naming the particular blog post, so I’m just going to name it something random, like the drink I drank tonight….

 

Booked.

It’s done. I booked my flight for the summer! I still have to work my arse off for the next two months, but I’m off galavanting in Europe for all of August. T’will be glorious of course, but I still need to make a gargantuan amount of moolah.

What should I do there? I’m open to any and all suggestions, the more extreme the better!

<PayPal me

So, Little Miss Desperate…

HA! I found a new way to make money! It was fun and I got to mingle with celebrities, like Sherri Shepard! I went to a live taping of the Newlywed Game and it paid $50.00, biotch! Of course I had to sit there for 9 hours and become increasingly jealous of Sherri’s amazing calves, but I’d say it was worth it.

Side note- Miss Shepard really does have the best calves in the world. I have never been a muscle person, or that much into women, but damn. DAMN. I tried really hard to get a picture but my camera wasn’t that great and when she came to talk to us, I tried to tell her, but somehow she never heard me. Well, hear me now, “GREAT CALVES!”

Okay, enough with that. It was definitely worth missing a whole day of studying for my Italian final and therfor having to stay up literally all night to do so. I got fiddy dolla! (Fitty? Fit-tee?) And after tomorrow, I can sell back all of my books I guess it’s safe to say business is booming? Europe, here I come! (riiiiight when the ticket prices go down a couple hundred dollars….)

Oh, and as if you didn’t notice that lovely yellow oval up and to the left. I’m not begging, and I don’t ask for much, I’m just dirt poor. Thank you and good night! You’ve been wonderful!