Good morning Las Vegas!

Maintenance knocks on my door.  The sink next door is clogged.  Hate people randomly coming into my room when I am not prepared. What if I washed my underwear?  Maintenance dude knocked over my toothbrush haaaaaaaaate.

I am staying at California on a video poker tournament.  I did terrible.  I kept fucking up and missing holds.

I grabbed lunch and had time to shower before my next meeting.  This was a rare treat of ending the day not starving and already showered.

I went to Dunkin Donuts and somehow got a really bad coffee.  This has never happened before in my life.  Why.

Played at Fremont, all the machines here hate me. I had the thought that I have had many times, which is – how do I keep getting comped here when the machines hate me so much that I can’t play anything because I have no money?!

Forced myself to go to Walgreens for Benadryll since I have been ignoring the fact that I am very sick.  This will probably not cure me but will give me an amazing sleep tonight.

I stopped to play Buffalo at Binions on my way back to my room.  The card reader isn’t working so I guess we are broken up?

Burger to go, room and Benadryll and zzzzzzzzzz.

I do want to say that I am posting this 6 months after I wrote it up.  Since then, I took a three week NON WORKING trip to Las Vegas and it really just makes these working trip days seem so short, stressed and boring.  I am sorry I am boring.