I’m going to admit something to you today- after posting about my wonderful, amazing 31st birthday it seemed only right to disclose something fresh- I have a problem.
I don’t want to say that you should go ahead and call up TLC to get me on the next episode of extreme obsessions (yet) but I have taken up contesting, and now I cant stop.
Like its counterpart, extreme couponing, contesting is the act of seeking out viable contests in your region and compulsively entering them with a strong feeling that you are “meant” to win. I actually believe that I am destined to go to Antarctica (a place I never before even gave thought to visiting) for 10 days on an all inclusive vacation courtesy of the movie Revolution, I am supposed to get the $1000 dollar prepaid mastercard from the BC museum of natural history and of course, the brand new TV from LG is as good as mine.
This is why I don’t go to casinos. My sense of entitlement to things that are not and were never mine is just insane. I am not addicted to the “rush” of the gamble but rather I have an unnatural attachment to prizes- whether I want them, or whether I don’t.
So ya, just bought a lotto ticket for the 43 million dollar draw and I have already spent 1 million in my mind of the money that is bound to be mine.
To date, I have only ever accidentally won something when I filled out a survey not knowing it would enter me to win a package of Khiel’s products. Like a watched pot that wont boil.
Wish me luck,
Xo
Jane
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