Economic frustrations.

The thing that sucks about being broke is that I find myself stuck in the apartment more than I can stand. My job is part time for the moment, so I find myself with too much time on my hands, and a lot of it is wasted in this depression of loneliness I've been dealing with. I've been eyeing a local yoga studio that offers yoga, meditation, and dance classes. I've been there before, for a few yoga classes, and I really enjoyed the atmosphere. I need to get out more, and The Studio is a pretty quiet and friendly place. It will hopefully get back into the habit of meditating more, something I love doing, always forget to do.
I have a love/hate relationship with yoga. I love the way I feel afterwards, but during I feel like a helpless unbalanced klutz. Compared to everyone around me, I feel overweight and awkward, yet I keep doing it because I love watching how I improve, I love how relaxed and happier I am afterwards.
The problem, as it stands, is money. They have a great deal on unlimited monthly classes, but it would take most of my weekly paycheck, which I can't afford to do, unless I feel like going without eating for a week or two. Damn my crappy part time low wage job! (Actually, I am very grateful to even have a job).
Not only are my paychecks small, money is tighter then usual now because of the economy. Me and my room mates are constantly borrowing money from each other more then usual now, and our monthly bills just came in. On top of that, I finally made an appointment next week for an oil change for my car, something I've been putting off since March. I also invited Z to go to the movies this Friday. He's even worse off finacially right now than I am, and he loves the movies. I hope treating him to one will cheer him up.
So:
Oil change - $50
This weeks bills - $20
Movies - $20
Total: $90
My paycheck will be about $120, so that leaves me with 30 for gas and food (a tight squeeze, but managable if I'm clever). I'll try to squeeze $15 of that to take a yoga class this week if I can. I need to get out of this damn apartment.
Sigh.
Fucking economy.
I could always just skip the movies with Z, but I've been wanting to catch a movie with him for the past couple of weeks now. It will make him happy (hopefully).