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March 2, 2007


March 2, 2007
Originally uploaded by kayay.
You know it's bad when a microwave dinner sounds like too much effort. So here I am, eating Triscuits with "Swiss style" (seriously) fat-free cheese for dinner. Yum. I'm supposed to go to some bar that's apparently right around the corner from my apartment, but I'm secretly hoping my friend won't call. Does this make me a bad person?

My Illinois bank just sent me an email about retirement savings, complete with a calculator that will show me how to save $1,000,000. So if I save $300 a month, I will become a millionaire in 74 years at age 100. In order to have my million by the time I retire at 65, I'd need to increase the amount I invest now by $259,149. Ahahahaha! I will never be a millionaire. Unless I live to be a hundred. Or win the lottery. Or marry a rich man. Hey, it could happen!

Comments

OK.... so what makes this flower an alien?? I am really bad with plants, btw... I kill everything except Fred the Ficcus and the vine plant we have... and that's because Craig waters those, and they are hardy... That's part of the reason why I don't why this flower is an alien :)

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