Every time I decide to venture in to the pits of these decrepit mausoleums it becomes ever so hard to leave.
There is nothing worse then being taunted by something your truly do not want.
Loss.
I once read that it is not the winning that makes you want to gamble its the feeling of loss that makes you throw all of your money to the gallows.
Its that overwhelming push of adrenaline before you throw your dice, flip your cards, or push that button.
I have come to grips with my addiction early in this game luckily.
The real problem with gambling for me is when to call it quits.
Not necessarily admit defeat.
But to know when to pull out.
When your ahead.
Another problem is Nevada, casinos have a never ending supply of booze.
24 hours of continuous consumption of beer and liquor is not a good thing for someone of my discretion.
It puts my decisions and senses in an erroneous environment.
At the end of a night I sound like Oliver Twist "Please Sir, I want some more."
But this is Nevada, if your not completely out of your wits they will gladly serve you.
But thats the catch isn't it just when your about to lose everything and become a pessimist, they give you another reason to become an optimist.
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