I'm rich, bitch!

Ooh, NINE WHOLE DOLLARS, OMG.

They owe me like $12 more anyhow. For several months there they kept repeatedly sending me emails about how mail was returned, please reconfirm my postal address. I kept replying with the same damn address what is in my profile on their site, which is WHERE I LIVE. In the last reply I even included contact information for the complex management, crazyness.

I don't know what to do with these, I guess find a citibank and see if they'll give me $9.
After the "first check recieved" I can switch to them paying me via paypal, just took months for me to recieve any.

It's a good thing I'm not trying to make any real money at this, they're just product evaluations and kinda fun.
Only happen once or twice a week.

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Dear Internets,

You're not the boss of me, I did useful things with you for longtime today, I'm tired of you now. I'm going to watch a movie and eatfoods. I'll use you more later, I promise. Am tired of being productive now.

TITS OR GTFO

The Beast With a Billion Backs.

So far, second futurama movie, FANTASTIC.

Racism HOOOOO!

Someone posted this to a mailing list I'm on, and everyone's getting all butthurt over the OMGRACISM.

I thought it was funny.



St. Peter was at the Pearly Gates checking up on the people waiting to enter Heaven.

He asked the next one in line, "So, who are you, and what did you do on Earth?"

The fellow said, "I'm Barack Obama, and I was the first black [person] to be elected president of the United States."

St. Peter said, "The U.S.? A black President? You gotta be kidding me! When did this happen?"

Obama said, "About twenty minutes ago."