This is funny because I just happen to be thinking of this very thing the today and now I can vent.
I HATE MONEY!!!
I hate:
- having it (because I'm not sure what the right thing to do with it is, everyone has a frigging opinion)
- chasing it (because I lose sight of what's really important)
- spending it (because I feel guilty that I should have done something else with it)
- touching it (it's filthy)
- worrying about it (because when you're getting it, you wonder when it's going to stop and when it stops, you wonder when it's going to start again)
- looking at it (Canadian money is goofy looking)
- wishing I had more (because my fucking neighbour lives in a $7 Million house and drives a Porsche and that's not right... he's a shithead)
- wishing I had less (because people are always asking for it... what am I, a bank machine?)
But... and this is the big one... I hate to love it because after everything I just said, it makes me a hypocrite.
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