I Don't Care Too Much for Money Money Can't Buy Me Love

Maybe money can't buy me love but it sure as hell CAN buy me things that i do love.

And before you start calling me a gold-digger, remember this. I plan on buying everything on my own so psh-wah to any other comments.

So what brings the bling bling topic of today? I'm in such a rut.

For love or money. I recently quit my job without having another one in place. Some say stupid some say it fucking took you long enough you dumb bitch. hahah

So here's the sitch. Two different jobs on my hand. Two totally different paths.

Option One.
Be an executive assistant.
PROS:
-The money will be...well, MONEY. I can make bank.
-Easy enough job and I know I can do it b/c I've been doing it for the past year and a half.
-I can do PR stuff on the side b/c if that's really what makes me happy then it shouldn't matter how much I'm making. And if I'm half as good as I think, I can transition when the time is right.

CONS:
-Being an admin again makes me want to slit my wrists and watch them bleed.
-I can't take being someone's bitch.
-I didn't go to school to be a fancy admin

Option Two.
Be a PR assistant.
PROS:
-I'll finally be in the field I wanna be in and it's a damn hard one to break into.
-I am using my education!
-There is a chance to keep making more and more money as time goes on

CON:
-NO MONEY AT ALL.
-I have tons-o-bills and I want to move out so bad
-I've never done anything PR-ish except some freelance here and there so I can get into the field and maybe discover that I hate it and go back to being an E.A. but now all I've lost is time and lots of money.

WTF AM I GOING TO DOOOOOOOOoOoooooOOOooo. I love money so muuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccch and im DEF not afraid of working hard to get it.

What's a Sally to do?