Life is full of little unexpected surprises.  Strolling thru my local amazing flee market, (Melrose and Fairfax) is where you can find me on any given Sunday.  You can really find so many different treasures, I went there today with my roommate, with holes burned thru my pockets, with my forty dollars, which I insist on not spending, because it's the only money I have until Friday.  I convince myself into not buying anything, very level headed, gas and food is more important this week.  Just when I thought I had escaped the tantalizing appeal of the trading post, I saw it, it was the most amazing picture I had ever seen, it was huge an old victorian painting, set in about the 1800's, with a real wood grand gold frame perfectly outlining the scene.  It drew me and then drew me into a depression when I realized this painting was at least a couple hundred dollars, which I no where near had.  As I was gazing in solace at the painting I knew I could never have, my roommate approached the seller and asked how much the painting was, in my amazement he replied forty dollars, at that exact moment a women's voice behind me said, how much for the painting, (she was obviously as shocked as I was) and then I screamed 'I'll take it', I grabbed my scrunched up gas and food money from my pocket and handed it over, took my painting, and made my way out of there, (out of fear, that the man would have realized he had made a big mistake).  Any way's it was a great day, just finished hanging my enormous painting up and have been staring at it for the last hour.  I have to say, I've never been so happy to be so poor in my life! 
P.S. Go to my photo's page to see my painting.........