I am still playing like a wally! Cannot control my urges. Oprah Winfrey The Secret is not helping. Neither is the mind altering substances like Johnny Walker Black Label helping.
Some say go on holiday, but I don’t want too at the moment – knowing me I would sit next to a guy wanting to go to heaven and have sex with 76 virgins by blowing up his underpants – so I will continue to grind away hoping that my luck will change and I don’t run up against Aces when I have kings or get busted on the river when I was massive favorite.
This is making me sound like some kind of massive depressive, suicidal, addict. Really I am not, I am probably one of the most upbeat, happy go lucky guys you will ever meet. But, what do you do when you keep on getting shafted day and night?
Maybe I should try being a Buddhist like that Andy Black. The only problem with that it does look a bit too serious and Andy Black hasn’t been too successful since he became a Buddhist, and rightly so if that is what the religion demands.
Anyway enough of the spiritual stuff I need to sort out my patience quotient. How do I do it I have not got a clue and it is not fun trying to find one…