At First You Don't Succeed

Funny story, I'll be 27 next month and got carded at two different casinos. I mean come on. Almost thirty and still getting carded!

Anyway, I went to the casino on Saturday and came back with $174! Yay. The first time I went gambling I lost my money in about an hour. Sad right? Needless to say, I was not interested in doing it again. But I tried it again and enjoyed myself- winning had a little something to do with it. I had fun even when I wasn't winning. Glad I went.

Another thing I'm trying again... driving. I was in a car accident at 19. Totaled the car. No serious injuries. Three years later, I get a subpoena from the guy who hit me claiming the accident was my fault and I should give him $40,000 for mental anguish. Mental anguish. Fun. Fortunately, I was driving under my parents' car insurance which had a kind of safety net.

The whole thing turned into a circus. The guy pulled witnesses out of thin air who claimed I ran a red light and was speeding. I'll tell you a secret. It was a lie.

To make things even more entertaining- I had been commuting from Washington, DC to Jersey City, NJ twice a week by train taking my last undergraduate class. (How I got into that mess deserves a post all it's own.) And then the lawyer postpone the trial so my brother, who had been in the car with me, could testify. I was done. Like I. had. checked. out.

I no longer wanted to go to court which translated into me pleading guilty. My parents were behind me and more importantly, none of the money came out of pocket. I hated driving ever since.

Now, I need to start driving again. (Another long story). Whenever I get behind the wheel I'm like white-knuckling it. Seriously, thirty minutes and my fingers were cramping. My palms were sweating and I was terrified of looking anywhere but in front of me. But, as it turns out, the more I drive the more I enjoy it. I might actually like driving.

Who'd have thought.