Money won’t make you happy, the adage, sort of rings true when pay day approaches and you’re not jumping for joy, when normally, it makes you jump so high for joy, often figuratively, like the 15th/30th is the second coming and Jesus himself is handing you your paycheck, or more realistically, Jesus himself electronically transfers your salary to your payroll account. I really like to rub it in, the venting. Like Shirley Manson and her rain, I’m only happy when I vent.