Ladies and Gentlemen (and blogophytes): It looks like... financial distress

Hard to hear when you go in to your "positive outlook, let us work for you" financial consulting appointment and after a good two hours of crunching numbers you hear "so, it looks like the only thing I can tell you to do is to get a lawyer... there are no other options."

I done dug myself a hole and the financial lady ain't gonna help me out of it.

This is... oddly peaceful to me (at least I thought so at the time). So there you go, the judgement brought down, the answer to all the questions: there just isn't a lot that you can do right now... you my dear are ripe for... *shhh* bankruptcy.

BANKRUPTCY?! My bank is rupt?!

After crunching the oh so dismal numbers it seemed true... rupt, my bank is rupt.

This is a day I have to remember (right?). And here this whole time I've been like "hey, I seem to think my life is a TV show but there is NOTHING tv show/episodey going on right now! What gives?!" Turns out this season, is all about my rupt-ness (or lack of bank, heretofore)...

This season is financial... funny still, yes, hilarious, probably, lesson learned (lets hope so).

Watch as our heroine (that's me) works her way out of the hole she done dug.

See as she walks past stores without buying, peruses internet sites and thinks about what could have been, avoids talking about it on the phone with her parents. Find out if she does, quite litereally, build up her bank.

This season on "The Diego".