Tuesday, December 23, 2014: Day Eight of Thirteen
I woke up insanely early today in my comfy Cosmopolitan bed and have what I recognize as an uncontrollable urge to go degenerate gambling. I want to gamble. I want to gamble NOW. I want to put every dollar I own into the pretty machines downstairs.
I have been pretty good for days, but that was only because I messed up so badly on day one that I had a choice to either continue doing things that would send me to the ATM, or to slow down gambling. I chose the latter but I am CRAVING a binge session on video poker.
The sun isn’t even up yet and I am FIENDING. What to do? I don’t really understand how I came up with this plan, but I decided to: Leave all my money in the room safe, walk to Walgreens across the Strip, get a Diet Pepsi, get $40 cash back and use that and only that to gamble. It seems like a pretty good idea. If I win, great. If I lose, the walk back to the room to get more money might cool me off. Right?