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[20 Feb 2006|07:11pm] |
yes, this post in a shorter, more irate incarnation was half to 5/8ths typed last week, when a freak lightning storm crashed my computer and ruined your reading pleasure
so may i present, the automatic millionaire, redux:
yes, i just read the automatic millionaire. now that i'm officially thinking for two and planning for a future, i had to turn to the experts... and my friends, the author of the automatic millionaire is that.... but not at what one might think.... while i respect mr. david bach's ideas and writing, he is not a sound financial advisor... he is a sound and talented pilfer-er and thief... you see, he stole the ideas of people who came to see him, which sounds in the book like they were showing off, which i hate.... but all he did was take their idea that they told him, wrote it down and has become a millionaire automatically (oh, the irony) by selling their idea to us, the masses while they are just living life and telling their friends, oh, that couple in the book.. that's us.... well big friggen deal... he took you to the cleaners by stealing your intellectually financially and statistically brilliant theory of applying COMMON SENSE to MONEY and sold it to the world
brilliant.
on a side note, and much happier too, i almost cried today. when i watched canada's elite women hockey players crying with pride of their accomplishment, it made me happy. and hungry. to do something better than everyone else in the world. a lofty goal to attain. but, you are what you eat. and i've got a hankering for success.
Appendix 1
this weekend, i decided i don't write enough, mostly because i can't think of anything to say things about. so i've asked amy, and now i'm asking you: give me writing assignments. ask me questions, suggest a topic. i will write about it within a short (less than a week?!?) period of time, and when complete i will move on to the next one.... sometimes even opinion needs booster cables.
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