please choose hollywood actors to fill the roles. that'd be great. :)
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i'd say, had you bet on 14, things wouldn't have turned around, based on all this luck. then again, if A. weren't at the roulette table...
it's also funny that you mention not usually playing blackjack, because that's the only vegas card game i'm remotely comfortable playing. read: easy enough for me to understand, but i lose anyway. LOL.
oh, and +5 brass balls points for an in-the-bed release.
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had you bet on 14, things wouldn't have turned around, based on all this luck.
I will say that I keep a pretty close eye on roulette tables because of my odd luck with reoccurring numbers. To my recollection, I did not see 14 come up at any table while I was nearby. Then again, I was not looking specifically for it.
read: easy enough for me to understand, but i lose anyway
Most table games are invented to be easier than Blackjack in the sense of strategy (or lack thereof). There is always Casino War, which is literally high-card. It's rather amazing to watch... it goes pretty quick.
In general, the games I am fond of are far more work for the dealer than the player (unlike Blackjack). However, as evidenced from my entry, a bad dealer can completely fuck you if you aren't on the ball.
Do you even like A.? You only complain about him. I don't think I've ever read anything nice you've said about him, and I've been reading your journal on and off for over 4 years.
I've gambled twice. I lost $65 the first time playing blackjack. The second time was just a few minutes with a slot machine, and I broke even. I can't fathom losing as much as you did. I would cry myself to sleep for weeks. Then again, you make about three times as much as me. :-)
You should hear what I say about you behind your back.
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At some point in the distant past, about two years before I even started writing this journal, A. and I seemed to move from the position of friends to something more like siblings. I am quite fond of him though he aggravates me to no end. As a result, it is best if I limit myself to short amounts of time with him. Going on vacation alone with him is not unlike taking a family trip - pain and suffering.
That said, I actually have a low tolerance for almost everyone in existence, friends or not. One of the myriad reasons I am with Dave is because I can spend an entire week with home alone and not find him irritating.
I cannot actually say that for anyone else in my life.
I can't fathom losing as much as you did. I would cry myself to sleep for weeksBeing five hundred down (probably a little less after all the small wins during the last day or so) certainly put a damper on my mood at first, but you have to view it with
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And I know you only say good things about me behind my back. Besides, everyone I know in person likes me. You'd be some sort of freak if you didn't. ;-)
I don't gamble. I don't think this really matters to you at all, but I thought I'd say it... it's all I've got in response to any portion of this entry that involves such. I don't know how to play black jack, or texas hold 'em, or roulette even... so you lost me on a lot of this.
...but you kept it interesting enough at least. :)
Your AM jackoff session reminded me of one of the nights I spent in jail. I had work release, so I was lucky in that I actually left the jail every day, and could "take care of business" in the unisex bathroom, on company time, if I had to. ...but he started it
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I enjoyed your story immensely until the final line in which you generalized about the eroticism of jacking off in the presence of sleeping, heterosexual men.
It's not so much that I disagree with the statement, it's just that it made me think that you thought that there was anything vaguely erotic about my friend A.
Which sent shudders down my spine.
Because he's the fat-ass single-handedly devouring the nacho plate in this photo... and, believe you me, that plate was much larger than it appears in this picture.
nah... you pretty much clarified how unattractive the guy is. the same went for all my hard-boiled-egg-eating, farting, snoring, unkempt cell mates. What made it erotic to me, was the fact they were completely unaware.
I didn't like any of them actually, so even though I was slightly annoyed with the complete disregard "jackoff-boy" had for everyone's living space, I was equally satisfied to be the only one (besides him I assume) that knew what the flakey white stuff was stuck to the top of the table for the next week...
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please choose hollywood actors to fill the roles. that'd be great. :)
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i'd say, had you bet on 14, things wouldn't have turned around, based on all this luck. then again, if A. weren't at the roulette table...
it's also funny that you mention not usually playing blackjack, because that's the only vegas card game i'm remotely comfortable playing. read: easy enough for me to understand, but i lose anyway. LOL.
oh, and +5 brass balls points for an in-the-bed release.
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Please... It's just formatting. There's a lot of white space.
had you bet on 14, things wouldn't have turned around, based on all this luck.
I will say that I keep a pretty close eye on roulette tables because of my odd luck with reoccurring numbers. To my recollection, I did not see 14 come up at any table while I was nearby. Then again, I was not looking specifically for it.
read: easy enough for me to understand, but i lose anyway
Most table games are invented to be easier than Blackjack in the sense of strategy (or lack thereof). There is always Casino War, which is literally high-card. It's rather amazing to watch... it goes pretty quick.
In general, the games I am fond of are far more work for the dealer than the player (unlike Blackjack). However, as evidenced from my entry, a bad dealer can completely fuck you if you aren't on the ball.
+5 brass balls points for an in-the-bed release
Beds are made for release.
As are couches, bathrooms and car seats.
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i didn't even know this could happen.
i mean, shouldn't a vegas dealer who doesn't understand the rules simply be fired, like right then and there?
Beds are made for release.
i meant, with others in the room.
but yes, i agree with all places listed for release.
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I've gambled twice. I lost $65 the first time playing blackjack. The second time was just a few minutes with a slot machine, and I broke even. I can't fathom losing as much as you did. I would cry myself to sleep for weeks. Then again, you make about three times as much as me. :-)
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You should hear what I say about you behind your back.
;P
At some point in the distant past, about two years before I even started writing this journal, A. and I seemed to move from the position of friends to something more like siblings. I am quite fond of him though he aggravates me to no end. As a result, it is best if I limit myself to short amounts of time with him. Going on vacation alone with him is not unlike taking a family trip - pain and suffering.
That said, I actually have a low tolerance for almost everyone in existence, friends or not. One of the myriad reasons I am with Dave is because I can spend an entire week with home alone and not find him irritating.
I cannot actually say that for anyone else in my life.
I can't fathom losing as much as you did. I would cry myself to sleep for weeksBeing five hundred down (probably a little less after all the small wins during the last day or so) certainly put a damper on my mood at first, but you have to view it with ( ... )
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Pseudo-Freudian slip, I guess. I'm sitting here wondering where he was and how drunk he got last night.
Bloody Irish.
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And I know you only say good things about me behind my back. Besides, everyone I know in person likes me. You'd be some sort of freak if you didn't. ;-)
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...but you kept it interesting enough at least. :)
Your AM jackoff session reminded me of one of the nights I spent in jail. I had work release, so I was lucky in that I actually left the jail every day, and could "take care of business" in the unisex bathroom, on company time, if I had to. ...but he started it ( ... )
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It's not so much that I disagree with the statement, it's just that it made me think that you thought that there was anything vaguely erotic about my friend A.
Which sent shudders down my spine.
Because he's the fat-ass single-handedly devouring the nacho plate in this photo... and, believe you me, that plate was much larger than it appears in this picture.
( ... )
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I didn't like any of them actually, so even though I was slightly annoyed with the complete disregard "jackoff-boy" had for everyone's living space, I was equally satisfied to be the only one (besides him I assume) that knew what the flakey white stuff was stuck to the top of the table for the next week...
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