needle in my backyard

yeah, so my sister found a syringe and needle in my backyard. oh dear. we have to throw it away, but no one in this apartment seems to know just how to do that. i don't see any haz mat containers on the street corner! lady said we could bring it to a needle exchange.. but i don't need another. i could say i'm cleaned up now, off the junk, just want to return my last needle for recycling. heh heh heh.

lil' sis is heading home, on first class (lucky her). her boss bought her the tix with extra miles she had, and apparently the coach seats for today were sold out, so she needed to upgrade my sister to luxurious first class! sooo awesome. imagine if all passengers got first class treatment. we'd all look forward to flying the friendly skies. oh, but then what would the rich and famous do? they always need to have more than the common folk. they'd have hottubs or some shit! ahhhh.

that's the thing about money - you just get to have nicer stuff. you may still be miserable, depressed, boring, whatever - but you can do it all in style. with treats, like facials. and yummy cheese. and fabulous shoes. *longing sigh*

a friend of a friend just inherited 15 million bucks. yeah, she's too far removed from me for that to have any thrill in my financially meager life. 15 million! i can't even imagine what that looks like in a bank statement. imagine!