Doomsday

I am quite excited the the world did not end yesterday at 6.  I would have been terribly upset if I missed my birthday by 3 days.  I was hoping this morning to find some tv news station covering the aftermath of the lack of catastrophe, but Sunday morning still only offered me programs to help me find the inner power to get rich.  I am not opposed to getting rich, but Jesse in general does not like when I watch infomercials because I love them too much. Someday when I do have a larger budget for squandering I will finally be able to get that exercise machine that helped that woman fit into her perfect wedding dress.