Ok, I guess I'm now at peace with the fact that I've got a shiatty schedule at work this week and I'm gonna be a poor white boy for the foreseeable future. It's easy to be at peace with not working since all the bills are paid and I don't have to worry about any new ones for a few weeks. Besides, I've always been cool with that whole 'not working' thing. Maybe a little too cool with it...
Since I knew I wouldn't be working today, I embraced the insomnia last night and stayed up till well past 3:00 am. I did a few of the usual housekeeping things, but mostly I just surfed the internet. I ended up browsing new home plans all night long, which is pretty much a time-waster because I certainly can't afford my own place anytime soon, much less a new build. But you know, every now and then I get my hands on a Powerball ticket or think about riding my mad poker skills to a seven-figure payday, so it was every bit as fun for me to look at new home plans for several hours as it would be for a high-schooler to discover his uncle's porn stash while house-sitting over a long weekend.
Of course, staying up that late, I finally fell asleep once the sun started peeking up over the eastern mountains. That messed up my plans to get up early and watch Game Day, like I normally do, so I completely whiffed on the early games today.
But once I finally got up, around noon, I turned on the coffeemaker, did a load of laundry, and made some breakfast. Breakfast consisted of whole-wheat toast with butter, peanut butter, and a sprinkle of bacon salt, a pot of coffee, and some pina colada flavored Yoplait. It was pretty damn good, but I'm sure I'll be hungry again in a bit, and I have no idea what to do for dinner.
So I've done pretty much nothing all day but read, drink coffee, and keep an eye on the TV in the background. Every Saturday, I do an eight-team parlay for five bucks, which pays $1050 if I get 'em all right. Of course, I never win 'em, but to me, it's kinda like playing the lottery--a cheap and pleasant diversion which makes the college football day that much more interesting. But the cool thing is, I actually went 7 for 8 this week. Yep, Georgia cost me a thousand bucks by not covering against Vanderbilt.
I've ridden that Vandy bandwagon all year, and I think they're something like 6-1 against the spread. But starting a new quarterback and going on the road to Athens for homecoming weekend, I figured that the Dawgs would maul 'em, so I bet against the Commies. Georgia was laying fifteen points, but only won by ten, dammit. So that's a thousand bucks I won't be enjoying. Oh well, say-la-vee... Too much chalk, once again.
Anyhow, I have no big plans for the weekend. I'm livin' like a cheapass hermit for awhile, not going out and being social or trying new restaurants. First of all, I don't really have the bankroll to do it right now, and next weekend I'll be living like a tourist, staying downtown at the Nugget for three nights and playing poker with Dougie for about 72 hours straight. So I'm saving my meager ducketts for that adventure.
Tonight, I'm going to watch the Mizzou-Texas game, then I'll probably fix up a batch of my favorite recipe--Rum, Coke, Ice, and Limes, and then sit out on the back deck enjoying the view of the Strip while smoking a Black Label. Who says you gotta spend money to live large in Vegas?
Mikey
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