I ain't saying she's a golddigger...

Thank you Kanye. Thank you for alerting the masses to my tactics of getting rich for doing absolutely nothing. I will forever be indebted to you.


No really, most of you who know me know that my new life's goal is to marry rich. Love is for amateurs who know nothing about this crazy world we live in. I've tried it and it didn't work out.


Moving on...


Since moving to Texas I have made my life goal a little more specific in that I am setting my targets for a wealthy oil heir who has a trust fund and a father with a heart condition. Who am I kidding, I would probably just go for the father. HA. (I kid, I kid) ((sort of))


Anyoil ... I haven't yet been in too many situations that would lead me to said oil heir but ALAS tonight might be the first of hopefully many opportunities to meet my fella. I am going to some charity wine dinner out here in The Woodlands. My company has a reserved table so we will be front and center on the heir watching action. I have enlisted co-workers in on the plan to help me scope the field. I was told I could bring a date but since the one cute guy that I have met here so far would probably consider me a lunatic/call the police for asking him I am just going with my work peeps. Although to be funny I constructed a pseudo facebook message/text to send to said cute boy:


Dear XXXXXX: I know we have never spoken/texted/hung out/facebook chatted sober or but I was wondering if you would put on a suit and drive 30 mins North to The Woodlands and go on a date with me and my entire company. Love, Michelle


FML.



Here's to Porches and "working from home." Wish me luck bitches. I need it.


Oh and check out the Friday Drinking Game here on one of my favorite blogs.