Luck be a lady...

Hey high rollers,

I'm less than a week from my trip to the City 'o Sin. The excitement level around here is reaching epic proportions. I'm excited for obvious reasons. My dad is excited that he can take me out there for a great birthday. My sister is excited because my dad and I will be gone for four days. My mom is excited 'cause she'll get some sleep. And my brother is indifferent.

Before I go, I better update this biotch.

-I got the new car. The Cavalier is pretty nice. Although I keep getting a "Check Engine" light. Pretty stupid.

-I also got to spend almost three hours at the BMV getting the car registered. I swear to Christ they couldn't make that place fun if they offered conjugal visits from Jessica Alba and hired a full-time mariachi band.

-The birthday is on Wednesday. I'm not as excited about that as I was last year. 22 is just another age now. I guess the only milestone I have to look forward to age-wise is 40. I can't wait to get a bunch of novelty gifts that say "Over the Hill" and "Old Phart". (The PH means it's hip!)

-Over this past weekend, I thought I might be in love. Now, I'm not certain I was wrong, but I'm also not sure if I was right. This is one of those feelings that's gonna require some serious scrutiny... when I get back from Vegas.


NEXT POST: Las Vegas Photo Safari.


Viva Las Nate-O,

~Problem Gambler


PS: I'll be glad when I'm away from all this rain. I'll take 100 degree heat over this mushy ground crap any day.