Being an adult is difficult. Paying for stuff is becoming increasingly difficult. Your job, if you’ve managed to find one, is a joke and you’re still broke. I might just be paraphrasing a line from the theme song to Friends, but it’s terrifyingly accurate if you’ve recently graduated college and

Craigslist: Why: Craigslist is a go-to for people of all professions. How to use it: To save time, type in keywords in the search engine and click the correct section. What to watch out for: Crooks! However, you won’t really know until the interview process begins. It’ll be up to

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

A job interview is like dating, or is dating like a job interview? You know where I’m going here. You sit down with a stranger for an allotted amount of time and you try to impress each other with bullshit. You spend so much time preparing for these meetings, but

Being broke is a pandemic that not only affects people like us, team. Businesses, particularly in large, progressive cities like New York also perpetuate a sense of ‘broke-ness’. It is essential to be able to recognize a broke ass business before it’s too late. Having the ability to recognize when

As the holidays slowly become a distant memory, so does your temporary or seasonal job. It’s time to look for something to get you through the winter months. Apploi, an application for your smartphone or tablet is changing the entire scope of the job application and hiring process. Apploi, a

Being a Broke Ass – It’s elementary, my dear. Abstinence. From fancy ass parties in the Meatpacking District where a gin and tonic will set you back fourteen bucks. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. AKA – all you see after a particularly draining day of job hunting on Craigslist. Crocodile

 This is what I look like when I’m moving. Or, drunk. Or both. I haven’t written anything in a while because I have been moving. And maybe drunk? Perhaps a giggly combination of the two. But I’ve been happy, too, which always makes spilling my guts onto the internet a

“Living at home is such a drag. Now, your Mama threw away Your best porno mag.” – Fight for Your Right by the Beastie Boys Once upon a time, living at home was an unfortunate situation which only losers, failures, and the mentally unstable would have to endure. See, moving