I let loose of the old crow. Hung on to her longer than I should have. I did my good deed and helped her out for as long as I could take it. She's doing well now and I feel alot better about walking out on her. I'll never just up and leave anyone again. I felt like shit for doing that to her but I couldnt handle her shit anymore.
Now, If the rest of my life could straighten out I'd once again be ontop of the world.
The only girl I've meet in Vegas that I thought would be a cool chick to hang out with vanished. She would come up to me at work and flirt her ass off. I, being an old school player, made her work for my #. Problem is...she vanished. I used to chat with another waitress but I could tell she was selfish. I ended up kinda ignoring her. Other than that Vegas chicks are fucked up. Fake hair, fake tans, fake boo bees, fake eyes...I had to make one girl leave my house because she didnt like that I told her that she had a bad aura. She was obviously guilty. She started talking shit and I simply asked her to leave.
Since I've left Jims house, I've made alot of bad choices. Partly because of bad info from my employer. That was my biggest mistake. I thought I'd make double what I'm making now. Oops! Other than not being prepared for a major change in life I can stay in Vegas and make it. I have a bad habit of not giving up. You can beat me down but I'll still get up for more untill I win.
But, do I want to try soo hard here in Vegas just to have what I had in Biloxi? Biloxi=little traffic, Vegas=sit through two lights at every intersection, Biloxi=real people, Vegas=fakes and lies, Biloxi=culture, Vegas="whats culture?", Biloxi=lower cost of living, Vegas="get 'em for every dime you can", Biloxi="were the south!", Vegas="we think were Socal...well no...maybe were Nocal...no...m aybe hollywood..."
