Saturday again. Nobody at work again. I’m not feeling too itchy though so it’s cool. Had my dinner, got my one customer in, watching tele… All good in the hood.
Had some weird dreams last night. I dreamt that I had four grand in my savings and I was moving it into my normal account so I could gamble. I never got up to the point where I won or lost, just the moving money between accounts with the intentions of gambling online. It was a pretty horrible feeling. I also had a dream that I’d told my mother. She was disgusted with me and we’re going over all the things I wasn’t allowed to do or buy until I’d made the money back.
I told my boss I was gonna knock the tote double on the head for obvious reasons. He just laughed a bit and said it was only a quid a week. Although I agree to a certain extent that it’s only a pound and I’d make it back in tips within 10 minutes, that’s not the point. He’s one of only two people I’ve told and he doesn’t inderstand. All I get from the other guy is, I wish you’d stopped the first time you won it all back. Well thanks for that… So basically I can’t talk to anyone because nobody takes gambling seriously as an addiction. I’m sure if I was a coke head they wouldn’t say, it’s just one bump a week, can’t do any harm!
On another note, I sold another pair of match boots on eBay. Didn’t get what I was hoping for. Not too pleased about that. But at least it’ll cover the Gerrard’s I mentioned earlier.
17 days boi!
