| | I finally had a recovery session last night. Slept for 12 hours. Yea.
Some irritants in the middle of it, obnoxious people talking loudly. I
swear I would have had a right go if not for my inability to release
myself from the fixated horizontal state I was in.
Meeting up with Ben again was really good; as was going to CityLife
Hobson's Bay with Liz, Joy and T. And now I can actually pull the
church card when I ask for the Sunday off at work. Heh.
I've been shopping like a madman. It's been slightly uncontrollable.
But to be fair, I think I've covered back most of it from that night at
the casino. Which brings us to that delightful night. I'm starting to
think that I am pretty good at blackjack. But knowing my luck, I think
I'll probably lose money the next time I go. And then more, after that.
The English call it 'putting on the mockers'. The kiss of death. But
still, I am allowed to enjoy the night , as well as the money! 
I was already ~$100 up, and hence decided to just punt on getting a
pair. That was the only time during the night that I put a fiver
(usually just $1) on a "Perfect Pairs" bet. The odds were this: 6 to 1
for a mixed coloured pair, 12 to 1 for a pair of the same colour, and
25 to 1 for an identical pair. Now this is just pure speculative luck;
my thinking I'm good is more to do with the fact I'd got to the point
where I decided I could afford a fiver on a random punt. And to cut a
long story short, 25 * 5 = $125... 
Next time I go to the casino (should be a long time to come, probably
when mom and dad are here), I'll make sure it's on the back of good
rest, so I can maximise my wins (or lose all my money), and not feel
like I gotta go because I can't concentrate anymore. But then again,
it's a double edged sword, like most things are.
6 days to go before I start work.
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