Half of which were from juniper.
My god. My eyes hurt. I really needed to sleep more this weekend, but chose to play Final Fantasy IX instead.
And I developed one of my few real addictions from it.
There's this dreadfully named card game, Tetra Master.
I can't stop myself from playing it. From driving myself to get that 4M20 card.
The kids are cleary the best at it. The theives and bandits are okay. The old folks and drunks are the worst and don't have any really good cards.
I've actually lost games to the computer trying to make them cocky and put their good cards out.
I don't even know if it matters, but 'Hello?!' I'm trying to hustle a PlayStation out of its imaginary deck!
“'At least it's not crack.' the bumper sticker say and it makes me wonder how that makes the crackheads feel.”
