why do you say that? Screw that, I've already done my share...unless possibly if it is becoming a millionaire working as a custodian at the new Apple complex or something similar working for Target...or possibly selling quality Pop-corn at Golden Gate Park or Painting guard Rails there as well..but get my neighbor for that shit, he needs work a hell of a lot worse than me!! but by that time, I'll just be some old guy pushing a trash can around...my parents have dough, not enough to make me a millionaire though...I met a guy at Dan's who worked for $40,000 per year with a billionaire who made hundreds of million per year, not only that he worked harder than the rich guy...I would never do that, it would drive me fucking insane...BTW my new housemates uncle was a founding creator of paypal (so he says)and pays his rent..(though he makes about $1200 per month at his job, I don't know where it all goes...this guy down the balcony who is getting evicted because he lost his job of one year, who has lived at this complex for 9 years and has at least 4 kids and a wife, is not getting crap for welfare, I have no idea why??..also barely any unemployment...less than $200 total for everything..I'm almost 50 years old and do NOT fancy going back to school, my short term memory is shot to hell, I also do NOT fancy working for some billionaire at pauper wages, especially when I figure my dad is worth a decent amount...I budget myself, that is all...
My housemate is struggling financially much more than me, is a pot head, student, he works...I sure don't know where the hell all his money goes??? He makes more than twice as much as me with his uncles help, and has much less to show for it...in fact he has not even paid his rent yet!! He makes 80% of the mess and I do 100% of the cleaning, but this is ok with me, because he works and goes to school, and I don't shit except go for my morning walk, and at least yesterday, rip CD's all day...I'm not feeling slothy today, the past 2 days has been that way...
after pouring raviolis into strainer, they break, ...
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