ChristineJournal
PSALM $23,000,000

Money is my Shepherd, I shall not want.
It maketh me to lay down in 400 count African sheets: It leadeth me beside lakefront mansions.
It restoreth my ego: it leadeth me down the path of manicured trees, for my name’s sake.
Yea though I walked through the valley of the shadow of middle-class, I will fear no mediocrity: for it is with me, it’s weight and it’s smell they comfort me.
Servants prepares a table before me, in the presence of mine unfortunately poorer friends: it anointest my chair with gold, my cup of 100 year old aged pinot noir runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in this house of gilt and diamonds forever because in the future they will learn how to unfreeze me and bring me back to life again and again.