Sunday, June 05, 2005

Spending Money Makes Me Sick

On Friday night, I caught a cold between 12:00 and 1:00 AM. I know this because when I fell asleep on my couch at 12-ish I was fine. When I woke around 1:00, I was sick. Wierd. I can only come to the conclusion that this mystery illness is the direct result of spending $1400 in a single day.

First of all, I had to pay for my class that begins tomorrow, and let me just say there is nothing worse than having a cold for the first day of class. Anyway, I paid for the class. $600. That's what happens when you are asked to resign and your employer no longer pays for your education. $600 shouldn't be a big deal, but for some reason the thought of it makes my head hurt.
Then I took my car in for scheduled maintenance. Okay, so I was a little behind (13,000 miles behind schedule). Consequently, the service guy at Hendrick Honda (on Jefferson Davis Highway in Woodbridge - ask for Dave Zurowski) suggested that, since I was sooOOoo late, I should get both the 105,000 and the 120,000 mile service all at once. That made sense. I was going to have to get it in a month or so anyway, might as well kill two birds with one stone. Oh, and by the way, I needed new brake pads too. Well add it all up = $813. Yikes. Why is my nose running?

So after spending a bunch of money, I came home for a quiet evening watching crap on TV and dozing. Only to wake up with a cold. A cold that is with me still. I can only come to the conclusion that I have some sort of physiological aversion to spending large amounts of money all at once. I have been taking care of myself: eating a good breakfast, taking vitamins, drinking water, and yet I still get sick. This isn't right.

Well, if spending money is the cause, then receiving money must be the cure. I'm currently accepting contributions of cold, hard cash to make me feel better. You all know my address. I accept personal checks. Thanks for your concern for my health and well being.

Oh, and the larger the contribution, the better I'll feel, so don't hold back. Show me some love.


  1. Just let me bring in another couple of paychecks, then we'll talk...

  2. Nice shameless plug for the dealership. I am sorry your sick, and as talent as I may be, I have no powers to heal you this time my friend.

  3. Dude, it sounds like what you need is some Gold Bond :-D Get some of the green powder and you'll be good to go for a few hours at least.

    As far as the moolah situation, yeah, I know how that goes my friend, I remember about three weeks ago going into a Men's wearhouse and dropping $800 on slacks (holy cow house!).

    Nevertheless, I'm hear for you bro.

  4. You think $600 for a class is bad? Try dropping over $53,000 for the first year ALONE at Yale law. Holy student loans, Batman! I bet your brain would liquify and start dripping out of your various orifices. I think y'all should be sending ME donations... speaking of which go check out my blog; I'm giving stuff away.