I love the speed of my brother's computer, but the banners aren't showing the usual Diaryland banners. I'm bombarded with pornographic ones and other crap that must insist on infiltrating itself into my purchasing power. There's no possible way to escape advertising. If I want it, I'll go get it. It's like I'm being nagged to buy their product. I can't even click on someone's diary banner because of these evil ads. Sheesh!

I was going over my monologues a few hours ago, then after a few hours of being frustrated by confusing and/but/or, I decided to ponder what I could be doing if I had money. I so love spending money. I love getting what I want by just reaching into my purse and accumulating stuff that'll make me happy for the moment. If I had money right now, I'd go to Chapters and buy a few books and magazines, stop off at their in-store Starbucks and lounge there with a coffee and my purchases. I waste money. I'm not very good at using it wisely, except if I have rent or other bills. If I had a million dollars, I'd buy a house, set up a wicked entertainment system, order all my furniture from IKEA, sell my Videos and replace them with DVD's, then put aside the rest of the money for the next day's spending spree! My money is like my sexual libido: I go for long periods unspent, but once it falls in my lap, my impulses leap out like wild horses until drained.