I get really self-conscious when the maids come in to turn down my bed.

Maybe if you put your boxer shorts on...

Kat, I appreciate it, but I'm in way too foul a mood. All I want to do is leave. Fucking hell. It was 4am when I told them I was in a lot of pain. One shot, and they've only moved me around since then.

I know. I figured. Your hospitalization is NOT about providing me with something to do.

I pay more for hotels I like. Or at least for hotels with a good pool system, like Mandalay Bay. I'd rather stay at MB then at Winn or Bellagio.

He would get special treatment in Manhattan and probably SV too if his social world was not the world of the other-multi-millionaires. I have ZERO doubt he'd get special treatment if he lowered his standards. I've gotten special treatment from being a regular at bars and restuarants while I was in college and darn poor.

Well, he's not a twenty year old girl with a great body.

There are all kinds of "wealth".

I pay more for hotels I like. Or at least for hotels with a good pool system, like Mandalay Bay

Yeah, the penthouse suite at THEHotel MB was the only time a swank hotel has really been worth it, to me. (Didn't hurt that we weren't paying penthouse prices.) I haven't encountered the level of personalized service ita notes, though. I might change my mind then.

I had no idea Lily Allen was his daughter! So freaking awesome!

I think I'd enjoy her reaction if she ever meets the Phelpses....

I've found that there's a little bit of prestige attached to being an author, but I've no wealth in the large sense of it. I'm still very middle class, money-wise.

I wish I weren't poor. There are things I want to do, and it bugs me that the main concerns the government has about me is my "getting too much". But then there are times when advertising totally fucks with my head and I'm embarrassed about the thrift-store shirt(when I usually don't care) or the fact that Mom buys from the day old bread store. I'm educated; I know there isn't a constitutional right to pay too much, and I know I have more than the girl who cut the shirt. But sometimes I have a voice in my head that's like "Bottom-feeding cripple! God, you're repulsive and a waste of a brain."

Yeah, at one point in my past job I was getting to stay at high end hotels (like The Breakers in Palm Beach) at least once a year on company expense, and it was really sweet, except of course that we were working 12+ hour days... but it was still extra-nice to have a luxurious room to fall over in.

Also at the Ritz Carlton I discovered that if I left my deodorant out on the vanity counter, the maid would put a nice hand towel under it after she cleaned. I think left out a deodorant and a hand cream container on the other side of the vanity, and then there were two hand towels the next day. I think I got it up to three hand towels before I had to leave....

It was kind of like having house elves for a little while, without having to watch them hit themselves in the head.

Also: I guarantee you complaining SV guy would actually be equally un-happy if he had $1M instead of $10M, or $15M or whatever. He's not going to be filling up that empty emotional hole with more money, no matter how many dollar bills are in it. Honestly he has a better chance to find happiness by working a 40-hour week and taking less money. So instead of calling him an asshole, I just sort of pity him.

Dear typing fingers: food guns =/ good funds.