If I had $310 million dollars, I'd be fucking richer beyond my wildest dreams. Of course, rich isn't the end all be all, but you know, I'd like to test that theory out for myself.
If you can't deduce, I've been playing Mega Millions this week. I had $2 and a dream to spare Monday and went for it. Of course, I'm not going to win since I a) have no extra special luck like that b) if I did, just jinxed myself, but I've thinking about the ways I'd spend those hypothetical millions and what I'd do. I love to imagine the possibility of cartwheels in the office as I quit and buying some stupid nice apartment somewhere in the city. I'd probably go set up shop somewhere with nice weather in a beach for 3 months to 6 months, where I can chill out, write, and wander about aimlessly. Maybe I'd donate money to one of my old schools to get something named after me. Maybe I'd take one of those interesting internships that I wouldn't be able to survive off of in real life. Buy something or another for the folks. Splurge on all the electronics I've been denying myself. I'd probably lose it just trying to wrap my head around that kind of money. I'd have to roll around naked in a pile...just because I can.
My grand winnings ended up being $7. Hey, $5 profit! What sucked was that I was off by 1 number for the remaining two and could've been $250,000 richer -- theoretically. Ah well. Was fun regardless.
Posted by Candicissima at November 16, 2005 11:12 AM