Am I the only one who doesn’t know what David Beckham means by “getting his 100th cap?” Uh, I usually get my caps at Wal-Mart. My current favorite cap is the Butler Bulldogs Football cap (covers up the bad haircut – when the fuck is it going to grow?). My parents got it for me when they took my sister to see the campus. A month later they told me they found it in a parking lot. Geez, thanks.
Mother fucking soccer.
Seriously though, last night I was freaking about the house. I went up to the bar and came back home every thirty minutes to check on it. I’m probably just being paranoid. Whoever it was was probably looking for the pot smokers who live in the apartment down the block. Yeah, that’s it.
I still brought an aluminum bat back from the parent’s house.
Made another trip to the casino last night. Started with $600 and slowly whittled it all the way down to $75. Won a couple hands, had a couple blackjacks (one with $75 out there), and after a couple hours I had it up to $900. I would have been kicking myself all day today if I had lost the $600. I think it’s time to take a break from the casino for a while. $1,150 in a week and a half ain’t too shabby. The sad thing is I don’t know where it all went besides on the penis enlargement pills.
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