So it took eight days, but I got to Exalted reputation with The Shattered Sun Offensive on Sherm, my mage. I wanted to do this on him first because what’s the biggest thing this faction has to offer in their rep rewards? Jewelcrafting patterns!

I was a smart shopper and did not buy anything at all until reaching Exalted, which happened in the middle of a Heroic Magister’s Terrace trip that ended at Kael’thas at 4 a.m. when I couldn’t stay awake anymore. Anyway, logging on today, I headed to the rep vendor and bought the meta patterns, the haste patterns and the only trinket pattern that would potentially be useful. Then it was off to the epic gem and pattern vendor.

And then it hit me exactly how many of these things there were to buy at 40g a pop. Despite doing dailies every day since I’ve been back, I was out of money when I got to the third page of patterns.

In hindsight, I now regret buying that 22-slot bag.

But such is the life of a completist. If there’s a pattern, I gotta have it. I don’t quite have every rare gem cut either, and it pains me that these are missing from my collection.

Guess we’re doing those dailies for a few more weeks.

Dear visitor,

Becoming fellow sufferer,

Welcome at HaveNoMoney(dot)Com.

I am Julian B. Rich. My name is the only thing in my life making me rich.

Yes, I am very fuckin’ broke at the moment. I fuckin’ HaveNoMoney(dot)Com.

You are probably asking youself, why you are a “becoming fellow sufferer”! The answer is fuckin’ easy my friend. Firstly you have the birthright to be a fuckin’ looser. I feel it so deeply. You have the better abilities to fuck up really deeply. Congratulations my friend!

So, now coming back to main topic. I wanted to tell you something about creation.

I am reading a book about “The law of attraction”. The main message is that you are the only creator of your life. The thoughts you are thinink at the moment attract other thoughts working the same way. So you are creating cirumstances that fit to your thoughts.

After reading this book I was so fuckin’ confident that it works. So I tried it out. I always wanted a new sports car. Now I was aware, that I could attract this car into my life. I could attract everything into my life, I wanted to have.

So I thought of a fuckin’ new “Porsche Boxster”. Just the right size for me. I am not so fucked up sophisticated to must have a big car. I thought “Porsche Boxster” must be enought.

So I went the very next day to the car dealer. It was a real fuckin’ long way to go. But I was aware, that I would drive home with my new “Porsche Boxster”.

On the way to the car dealer I tried to control my thoughts: “You have a Porsche Boxster. You have a Porsche Boxster”.

Suddenly a voice took me out of my thoughts: “What can I do for you sir”!

“What the fuck” I responded. “Oh you are the car dealer, isn’t it”? I smiled very fuckin’ friendly.

I continued thinking: “You have a Porsche Boxster. You have a Porsche Boxster”.

“What can I do for you sir” the car dealer asked again.

“What the fuck”, I replied. I want a “Porsche Boxster”, SIR.

“Yes, you do, isn’t it” the car dealer replied.

“What’s about payment, SIR” he continued, eyeballing me.

“What the fuck is going on with you” I replied to him.

“I HaveNoMoney(dot)Com”.

“You HaveNoMoney(dot)Com SIR”? he asked.

“Yes I HaveNoMoney(dot)Com” …

“Are you mad or something Sir” he replied.

“What the fuck” I said. “I want my Porsche”!!!

Now he seemed to understand by saying: “Oh, Sir, I see … please come, I will bring you to the car that you deserve to have.

“Here is your fuckin’ car, you fuckin’ idiot”.

“What the fuck” I asked.

“You HaveNoMoney(dot)Com Sir” he replied?

“Yes, you are right”. “But I am aware of the law of attraction”!

Suddenly he gave me a boot and yelled: “Hit the road you fuckin’ looser”!

Come again, when you have 75.000 Dollars on your account! Otherwise you just attract my fist being punched at your nose!

Yes, you are thinking right. I ran very fast.

I didn’t know what was going on. The law of attraction failed.

Probably the law of rejection was still working for me.

Firstly me beloved girlfriend, who left me.

Secondly I lost all my money.

And now the Porsche.

Everything failed and I HaveNoMoney(dot)Com.

Now I go to sleep.

What the fuck.

My former dear fellow sufferer,

Yes, you have read well. “Former fellow sufferer”.

“Why”? It’s very easy to explain it.

Because I said “Fuck you”. I still HaveNoMoney(dot)Com.

Ohhhh, no. Not to you.

I didn’t mean you.

At least I didn’t mean you only.

It’s very hard to speak out, but I also said “fuck you” to all my money.

The point is, that two weeks ago I took some drugs. Suddenly I noticed the presence of god, noticed the voice of god.

And I thought “Oh man, that’s a great possibility to talk about the important things of life”

So I said to god: “What the …… what the fuck …….. is wrong with you ….. man.”

I went on with: “I HaveNoMoney(god) ….. ohhhm I HaveNoMoney(dot)Com god”.

“Where are you all the time”?

God answered to me: “Julian Be Rich don’t want to be rich any more”.

It was such a wonderful feeling. It touched me in such a emotional way, I can’t tell.

So replied: “What the hell is goin on”?

God said:”No, Julian Be Rich. It’s still heaven. Proofe it and give away all you money”.

So I decided to proof it to god. And I decided to give away all the money I had.

Then I walked through the city, having all the money with me. Willing to give it away. Willing to give all away.

And suddenly I saw him. It was a poor beggar kneeing on the street. Begging for money.

Yes, he has been chosen by me. So I went to him, taking out my leather purse.

I opened it, put out everything i had. It was really everything I had. I was seeing my own hand reaching out for his hand, giving him all the money.

An I said: “Man, you have been chosen”

“This Five Dollars are for you! Use it wisely my friend. Use it wisely”.

Suddenly the beggar stood up an shouted: “My ass!” “You fuckin’ peace of shit”.

I replied: “No, not me” “You are talking about god”. Then I ran

One hour later I was at home again. In this moment I didn’t know, what was right, what was wrong.

Doing something that is right and in the end it’s wrong. I noticed for the first time, that it’s not good being good all the time. Same story with my former girlfriend. I was soo very good to her. Showed her all my love all the time. But she couldn’t deal with it.

I was very confused that evening.

And I am still confused.

What the fuck was going on.

I go to bed.

I HaveNoMoney(dot)Com

Oh eBay, why must I be broke?! These are even my sizeee!

Any size nine/tens out there that are less poor then myself?

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