poverty and stuff

well not that I expected less, but my shoulders are so cold Im practically walking around in an anorak.

Ill get through because when Im snuggling on my bare mattress Ill be warmer than ever before.

I saw a thing on Digg that said all bloggers need to post about poverty today and then I got an event invite on facebook so here goes:

Poverty sucks. I believe in welfare and giving back. I believe that no matter what happens to me and 98% of the people I know, we will never understand what it feels like to have to choose between paying rent and feeding your children. I think in about two weeks Im going to get a fraction the of experience of someone living in a tiny, bubbly kind of poverty. Im going to have to choose between buying food and paying rent, but Im on a diet anyway so Im not too worried. What Im trying to say is, we dont get it. We have problems and they´re the most important thing and sometimes we pack our children off to school with a can so their class can have a pizza party. I dont have a blanket to put on my bed, but at least Ill have a laptop in which I can bitch about being cold. I dont have food to put in my fridge, but at least I have friends from whom I can mooch (is that an improper use of whom? i miss ms. bilon). I dont have money or a job, but at least Im young and free with family and friends.
I may not have money, but Im not poor. So I guess tomorrow when I pass the homeless man that sits on the steps of the church with his two dogs, Im going to give him my special K bar. and I think you should too.