Date: Dec. 7th, 2004 09:24 pm (UTC)
I HATE money. I really do. It's just not fair that we can't do whatever we want to do, we are always chained to cash. Take my boy, for instance, terribly loveable--I could just love him all day long--but if he doesn't start helping me make ends meet, then I fear that I'm not going to be able to love him any more.
I wish I or you would win the lotto sometime in the next few weeks...then I'd pay off your house and buy MR and build a commune for sensitive artists...oh, the things i would do...well, I hope that it works out for you. I want to get out of town sooo bad myself, but I've got to store up some ppl for at least a month first...I hope you get to escape...if not me, I'd rather it be you...
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