luck..

don't gamble on love
don't gamble on friendship
don't gamble on rent
don't gamble on sunday
and don't gamble on luck

so here i am. the casino is just a hopping, and i am down down down and it isn't even time for elvis to enter the building ! mom upgraded her and my aunt's tickets to center row, but when she asked for mine back so she could upgrade it i laughed like crazy and said..are you kidding i am going to be close to the exit. now if it was the chippendale strip dancers i would feel different duh? i want to speak freely but i don't want to jinx myself- is that pitiful or what? mom told me whe just won six hundred dollars so that makes her down only a hundred. fuk that just makes me cringe. i think i am going to put my other shirt on and see what we can do about future ex-husband prospects...