Fun times in Reno
I went to Reno with Steven for his brother's wedding. It was pretty fun. I mastered the art of penny slots, blackjack, and kaluha with cream. The wedding was nice. Reception had good food. I made a necklace out of the cheap wedding rings on the table. I finally got to slow dance with Steven, something I've never had the oppurtunity to do. The bridal shower beforehand was incredibly boring, and the guys went to a strip club after it was done. Meaning... all the husbands/boyfriends had nothing to do during the bridal shower and all the wifes/girlfriends had nothing to do during the batchelor party. What a great plan. I offered to babysit the kids who were there (Zachary, 9 months, Micah, 3 years, Kayla, 5 months) but the boys' mom went ballistic and Kayla's mom politely declined. Oh well. Turns out Sharon, Kayla's mom, went to SMS at the same time I was there (well, a year earlier, but yeah). Weird. So we talked about Weinegar, Lenhart, McKell, Nash, Bohrman, etc.
I did pretty well at gambling. I mostly broke even, and won a little bit extra as well (probably $20 total). Not bad for my first time.
It was really fun in Reno. I got to act like a grown up. Seriously. A little drinking, a little gambling, dinner at a nice restaurant (with INCREDIBLY slow service... dahhh!), swimming in the indoor pool (how awesome), sneaking up to the 29th floor using the service elevator (oh yeah I'm awesome), stripping down in the parking lot and running through the hail in bathing suits to get to the hotel, etc. Maybe the last few aren't really grown up things to do. Hahahaha.
We drove back from like 9:30-1:30 last night. Not too bad for Reno--Sunnyvale. We passed through Davis and I gave it the finger. I don't know why I keep staying in Davis. I've hated it for three years. I guess I just never learn.
I've been depressed ever since I got back from Reno. This is not a good sign. I know it's because I have to go to work tonight and I REALLY DON'T WANT TO. It's also partly due to the fact that I'm bitchy and depressed during the time preceeding a certain monthly event... which is about a week late so far. What the hell.
I guess that's it. I feel like crap, I hate my life, I'm a big fat loser (emphasis on FAT) with no self control, I'm pretty much not worthy of life, I don't care anymore, and the stupid idiot on ebay keeps telling me I haven't paid, when I have all the email payment reciepts saying I paid on June 7th and I keep telling him (her?) that. Garghhh.
I hate Davis. Please don't make me go back.
I did pretty well at gambling. I mostly broke even, and won a little bit extra as well (probably $20 total). Not bad for my first time.
It was really fun in Reno. I got to act like a grown up. Seriously. A little drinking, a little gambling, dinner at a nice restaurant (with INCREDIBLY slow service... dahhh!), swimming in the indoor pool (how awesome), sneaking up to the 29th floor using the service elevator (oh yeah I'm awesome), stripping down in the parking lot and running through the hail in bathing suits to get to the hotel, etc. Maybe the last few aren't really grown up things to do. Hahahaha.
We drove back from like 9:30-1:30 last night. Not too bad for Reno--Sunnyvale. We passed through Davis and I gave it the finger. I don't know why I keep staying in Davis. I've hated it for three years. I guess I just never learn.
I've been depressed ever since I got back from Reno. This is not a good sign. I know it's because I have to go to work tonight and I REALLY DON'T WANT TO. It's also partly due to the fact that I'm bitchy and depressed during the time preceeding a certain monthly event... which is about a week late so far. What the hell.
I guess that's it. I feel like crap, I hate my life, I'm a big fat loser (emphasis on FAT) with no self control, I'm pretty much not worthy of life, I don't care anymore, and the stupid idiot on ebay keeps telling me I haven't paid, when I have all the email payment reciepts saying I paid on June 7th and I keep telling him (her?) that. Garghhh.
I hate Davis. Please don't make me go back.