OK now you are SERIOUSLY not going to believe this...

I got in a fight with Sandra yesterday.

Not a fight. But basically I finally told her how I feel about our relationship and how we can hopefully fix it.

Today I felt like I had been harsh. I don't regret my decision to tell her off. But I felt like maybe she was going to take my words and actually listen.

So...I decided to do something nice and buy two more Spice Girls tickets for her and Steph.

They were overjoyed.

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I called Steph to tell her while I was at Best Buy.

I had decided to go to Best Buy to pick up a copy of Spice World since everything right now is revolving around this Spice Girls mayhem.

Got to the checkout counter and the total came to $14.06.

I had the remainder of the gift card my mom or someone gave me. The remaining balance?

$14.06.




Insanity. The fact that there was just enough left floored both me and the checkout lady.

She was like, "That never happens." And totally thought there was a mistake.

Clearly it wasn't.

I called everyone and told them this (they still think I'm on crack, and for good reason). I was like, "we're going to get pulled onstage or something...and then win the lottery."

AHHHHhhh....the lottery...

14. 06.

CLEARLY we have to play the lottery.

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I went to Pavilions to buy my lottery tickets.

8 for good luck. 4 Mega Millions. 4 Super Lotto Plus.

I had them quick picked. But for the mega numbers I used either 14 or 06.

I told the nice lady that sold it to me I would give her $1000 if I won.

She laughed and wished me good luck.

I started walking out. Then realized that I was a total cheap-ass.

I went back and told her if I won I would give her $10,000.

She said, "You're going to win."

I left to get a burrito.

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On my way to LA Buns. I passed a bum.

I gave him the $2 I got for change from the lottery purchase and instructed him to tell me I was going to win the lottery.

After rambling on about how lightning cures AIDS or something, he finally understood me enough to say, "You're going to win."

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I got to LA Buns. Bought a burrito.

At first I didn't want the receipt. But then the guy kept waving at me. So I took it.

On the receipt...oh my fucking god.

On the receipt...my change...was $14.60.

NOT $14.06, but really it's the same numbers.



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So dear reader, here's where you come in.

Leave me some love via comment post (down at the bottom of this entry) and leave your contact info unless I already know you.

If we win the lottery, Kristy and I are going to split 1% of our winnings among everyone who comments before 12am tomorrow night.

Say something witty, nice, or just wish us luck.

And if you want, go buy a lottery ticket.

Use the numbers 14 and 6 as your quick pick mega numbers.

If you win, you must give me 50%. (I believe in karma, and so should you. Screw me over and I'm sorry for what's going to happen to you.)

I've always known I was destined to win the lottery.

Seriously. Every time I buy one, I say it's only a matter of time.

If you look back at this ridiculous week, you will see it was meant to happen.

(Or we will all just feel really silly Saturday morning).

Oh...and listen to the Spice Girls at every possible moment.



And now I am going to eat every single bite of this magical burrito. Including the peppers I did not ask for.



Oh...and of course...