someday i want to be rich. some people get so rich they lose all respect for humanity. that's how rich i want to be. (Rita Rudner)

so on monday i was at steamers. and it was after nine. so they weren't taking interac. so i go to use the machine at the front. buttons buttons buttons. "system is busy. please try again later." fucker. buttons buttons buttons. money. booze. today i try to set up a paypal account. (that's a whole other fiasco. perhaps i'll bitch about that later.) i go to look at my balance. i don't remember why. i just do. and i'm looking at it. why the fuck do i only have $30 left? i should have about $60, by my reckoning. i look at the recent transactions. it took me a solid half hour to figure out the $85 and $50 withdrawls on the same day. hair and prescriptions. okay. two $21.75 withdrawls. one right after the other. that fucking machine took my money. i'm gonna kidnap it and ask for ransom. in the amount of $21.75. and from this day forward i WILL get reciepts for all transactions. because my bank is really nice and i bet they'd give me the damn money if i went down there in person. god i love canada.