I love meerkats

TBU came home for lunch and we watched a meerkat documentary. The conclusion of which was that they are not as altruistic as we like to anthropomorphize but gosh darnit they are cute. Except when they dig up bull frogs and eat their heads. That did not work with my quesadilla.

What premiers tomorrow?! The new season of Intervention. The promos have this guy (who looks a little too much like Ben, a friend from college) who claims he’s addicted to opiates.

The Millionizer: Everybody’s addicted to opiates. Shoot, I’m addicted to opiates.
TBU: Yeah, that guy just has access.
The Millionizer: Sereallyously
TBU: Somebody cut off his access!

I’ve told you about The Secret and the principles behind it and blah blah blah. Well. In the movie, they say if you want more money in your life, intend it. They suggest imagining checks just arriving in the mail. And I have been. I don’t know how it’ll happen, the how is the domain of the universe (apparently). And guess what came yesterday?! A check for $799, addressed to TBU. I think the wires got crossed somewhere along the way.

HOUSEKEEPING

So. The lovely Token is trying to help me make this place a little less retarded. Hopefully, the next time you’re here there won’t be that annoying and completely unwelcome blue border around the header.

And I was thinking of numbering my thoughts and nubbins in posts. That would allow me to write without having to come up with some sort of coherent transition or acknowledgement of the lack thereof. We’ll see. It’ll also allow readers to know what the fuck is going on.

Big, deep, cleansing breath. Slowly let it out and aaaahhhhhh.

Until next time, The Millionizer

[tags]Intervention, The Secret, Law of Attraction, meerkats, opiates [/tags]