When I was around the age of 21 or 22 I bought some rust-bucket of an old car and decided to take a visit to Byron Bay. And when I got there, I felt great. The sun. The lifestyle. It was awesome and Byron Bay has quite a magical feel to it.
Following my email yesterday about the myth of creating untold wealth quickly and without effort, I received a great email from one of my clients, Nick Lockhart from MRD (who has a fantastic newsletter about property investing) …
Up until – probably the last 5 years – I always tried to pretend like I was perfect. How are you Scott? I’m fine. Doing great.
I nearly died yesterday. I was walking across the road and a P plater came flying down the road well over the speed limit and nearly collected me.
With the festive season upon us, there is going to be a lot more junk food for us to feed our bodies over the coming weeks. Chocolate. Cakes. Pies. Pizzas. Lamingtons. You name it and you can probably eat it.
Because so many people are using dating sites now, it is hard to stand out in a crowd. You need to get the other viewers’ attention in less than 10 seconds. You have to grab it. Because people are so visual, a photo is essential.
My nineteenth anniversary will be here in a week and a half. So what’s so exceptional about that in Mormon Utah? Just this: I have a mail-order husband. He has a mail-order bride.
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