I get spendcrazy when I work a lot. I’ve bought so many toys/comics/DVDs and such lately that I could have bought a goat for an African family and have had change. I know the prices. I honestly could have. I’m going to go eat so that I won’t feel so bad about that.
Dancing in the rain,
Jainie slipped in a puddle.
That is how she died.
I’ve often said that the year I was unemployed was the best year of my life. But then I look back upon it and I see I left my job with plenty of money and didn’t have any bills to pay or anything like that. I wasn’t unemployed. I was freakin’ retired. Dang, I don’t want to have to wait another fifty years for it to happen again.