Another day of being God’s – or some other evil source – designated little poor-ass bum. Aren’t I so damn lucky to be one of the chosen ones? And another day of knowing that the phone won’t ring for an interview for Tom.

Ah, but I at least have returned to sweeping. Yeah, I’m going to give it a shot over the next few months – assuming we survive past May – and see if the influencer can beat the economy and stifle her foul moods well enough to turn back on the wins. Instead of a year for $30, we got a 3-month subscription for $12.50 which enables me to not only use what’s still the most convenient sweeps site there is, even if the people running it are assholes, but to get at the big prizes as well without being hassled along the way by ads.

We started from scratch so there would be no confusion as to what sites I had accounts at, and opened a dummy email account just for sweeping, and downloaded the latest version of Robo form. So I may not make much in the way of blog entries over the next week or so till I get caught up. There are over 8,000 sweeps. There are still too many restricted and do-this-do-that sweeps, so I’m trying to avoid the hard-work sweeps that require essays, videos and stuff like that, and just sticking to the more simple fill-and-submit forms even if it means the email account will get spammed to death, and it will. That’s why it’s always good to create a separate account for sweeping. Unfortunately, a lot of sweeps means I have to “like” the companies running them on Facebook, so my wall’s gonna be a mess. I’m also trying to stay away from little stuff like books, DVDs and CDs, though sometimes they’re runner-up prizes to the grand prize which is much bigger.

Anyway, I’m trying to stay focused on winning and the here and now, and not on how doomed we could end up being if nothing we do to try to better our lives is good enough. And that’s just the thing – nothing ever seems good enough. Weren’t we all supposed to get the so-called American dream if we just worked hard enough? Instead, we’re being forced to be which basically equates to welfare bums. Does God think we’re Mexican or something?