Last night was my kiss-off to the Oregon State Lottery's grand larceny.

They've had enough.

 Enough of:

My Money

My Time

My Shameful Emotions as I Creep Past the Bar Full of Strangers, Having Just Lost My Entire Bank Account.

My adrenaline.

 My Time Again But Later- when I hate myself. 

We'll see. I took out a hundred, went up, went down, and borrowed a 20 from a friend and quit when I got to a hundred. Now I'm equal. Unles time really is money. In which case, I'm down.

Who knows. I quit last week, and it lasted for many days, but not all of them. 

But I try to remember- if you fail, do it again!