rachael is mean.

while avoiding work and talking to rachael on msn, I came up with a brilliant, idiot proof scheme to get rich. see, she's in england. it's like eight hours IN THE FUTURE. it's 7:30am here, but it's 3:30 IN THE AFTERNOON there!

so I asked her to get the winning lottery numbers tonight at 7 and email them to me. since it would only be eleven here, I could go buy some tickets this afternoon, hours before the drawing happens here, and we could be filthy, stinking rich! I even offered to split the winnings with her 50/50.

but will she do it? noooooo. 'cos she's a poopyhead.