I just bought my version of the Willie Wonka 'Golden Ticket', kinda, I bought a lotto ticket of sorts. It cost me $20 at the casino near me and the prize isn't bucketloads of cash. No, it's something quite a bit nicer, my dream car, a 1965 Cobra (not a Shelby, unfortunately). I've been in love with that car (the '67 is also pretty wicked) for soooo long now, and I turned the corner in Mohegan Sun and there it was, sitting 5 ft. away from me, cut off by those damnable little red velvet ropes. I knew that if I left without buying a ticket and having a chance at her, albeit an astoundingly tiny one, it would bug me for weeks and weeks and weeks.
In other news, school's done for this year, now I've a long boring work-filled summer ahead of me until next fall.
In other news, school's done for this year, now I've a long boring work-filled summer ahead of me until next fall.
