I totally just had one of those moments.
I was mentioning to a coworker that my CRX’s power to weight ratio makes it faster in the 1/4 mile then a Z06 corvette.
This remark was shortly followed by a “Which car was this?” from behind me.
Naturally the one asking was the guy who owns a Corvette.
For the record, I really like your car Dave. :P
It’s strange, when I woke up this morning, I thought I was waking up in the place I fell asleep the day before yesterday. The same thing happened yesterday as well. I’m essentially off two days in my head.
I like to think I am a relatively frugal person and I have always thought that I would be comfortable living on a medium salary. Honestly, I would be comfortable. Hell, I grew up in a single income house of about $35,000 split between a house and four people.
But something happened during the last month, I don’t know what happened. But something happened. If I had to pin it on something, it was probably because I started trading on a ‘fantasy stock exchange’. And uh, to put it in a subtle fashion, I’ve been doing – REALLY fucking well. *ahem* My coworkers can attest to have annoying I’ve been about it. In a nutshell, in the course of one month, I have had a 25% turnover. If I had invested $1,000 real dollars, I’d now have $1,250. If I’d invested $5,000, I would now have $6,750. See the potential for growth assuming I could keep it up?
Anyhow, I don’t know what suddenly changed, but now — I want to be rich. Really rich. Like, “Buy a car, have it loaded into a trebuchet, launched into the air and blown apart by a 16″/50 caliber Mark 7 gun pulled from a battleship.” rich.
Ok ok…Maybe not rich. But well off. (Really well off.) I want to go back to school so bad I can taste it. But I’m afraid to with my current debt amid the Prelude situation.
I don’t know how I’m going to make it happen. But I’m going to make it fuggin’ happen. I’ve been waiting for the driving force that could help me better myself for some time. This force isn’t powerful enough to turn me into the one of those unflinching motivation automatons I know, but it’ll get the ball rolling.
I’ll see you at $1,000,000 bitches.