To be fair, I think it’s more a compulsive urge than a test. A test would imply I set out to do it to get a result. It just kind of happened. My impulse took over and all I wanted to do was be involved in some form of gambling. Maybe I’ve got it all wrong. But it wasn’t pleasant and fortunately hasn’t happened since.
Didn’t update yesterday. I was busy right off the bat at work in the morning. Didn’t stop till my break. Then I went home, watched Liverpool embarrass our great captain on his final home game. Then it was straight back to work for a busy night, short staffed. I forgot to mention too, that before work I stopped at the bike shop to get my bike back. Nope! Needs some extensive surgery. Gonna cost me about 140 quid! So I’m not too impressed with that.
