Show me the MONEY!

So, here I sit at my desk, contemplating whether or not I should purchase this really cheap ticket to Vegas. It'd be sort of a birthday gift to myself--twenty-two years on this Earth and I've never even been to the wild west! Let's weigh the options: I'm somewhat of a realist, so I like to start with the cons and see how the pros stack up to them..

Here it goes: Vegas is more of a man's city, where former jocks and frat boys gather to throw themselves bachelor parties, which usually entail three-day long binges that involve strippers and vodka, namely Grey Goose or Belvedere ('cuz they're ballers, like that). Obviously, I'm no frat boy, so these things bear little interest to me. I don't hate on strippers, because a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, and I'd like to think that most of these bright, young women are simply paying off student loans with their toplessness. Maybe I'm wrong, but I'm just trying to restore some faith in humanity.

Secondly, I hate buffets and their promise of all you can eat. I don't like the thought of food lying around in the open-air, where bacteria and disease mutate and multiply by the dozens. Mind you, all-you-can-eat sushi sounds appetizing, and I am getting fed-up with artificial crab (aka "pollack"). The heat seems unbearable, too. I'm a bit of a hypochondriac, so naturally the fear of sun-stroke scares me; fainting in some foreign place, with drunk, incapable people hovering all around me wondering if I’m dead or something is not my idea of a good time. But, I'm all pasty and white and unlike most Canadians, I can actually tan, without looking like I hopped off of the Jersey Shore bandwagon.

Pros: I think it would be a birthday to remember (or, if all goes as planned, not remember). There are certainly some great shows in Vegas, too bad Celine isn't around anymore, belting out tunes I can hear on Canadian radio fourteen times a day. Siegfried and Roy do sound pretty entertaining. I like their German accents and being all toasty like George Hamilton. Unfortunately, I'm not a fan of cats, so I might sit near the rafters, pumped up on a bunch of allergy meds, for fear of being eaten or sneezing myself into oblivion. There's lots of celeb watching that can be done, if you count the Kardashians and Paris Hilton as A-listers. Maybe I'll be able to get into some D-List pool party at Wet Republic for someone like Avril Lavigne or Brody Jenner. Also! Being a high-roller comes pretty cheap, I found a schveet suite overlooking the strip for under 50$ (Canadian!) per night. And if I play my cards wisely, I might get upgraded to penthouse. You know, with the big beds that are made for extremely gigantic basketball players and are equipped with bowling alleys? Nice.

But I'm not one to be taking a chance, as you can surely tell; I'm more of a pessimist (or, as mentioned earlier on, a "realist"). So, gambling at a craps table and letting some dice decide my financial fate isn't really my thang. I'm no Dustin Hoffman in "Rain Man," so the likelihood of my Vegas winnings are slim to none. I like the idea of governing my own destiny and rationally, meticulously, determining my expenses. Now, partaking in an auction is more up my alley because I still feel the adrenaline while remaining in total control and, most importantly, the rewards are always greater than none. What better feeling is there than to walk away with more than you started with? Who knows, maybe after tuning into Bid For Cash a few nights in a row I'll be able to take that (much needed) vacation after all!

Game-on!

PARANORMAL TEXTIVITY?

My apologies for not having written sooner. I’ve been so spooked by the incidents that have occurred lately that I didn’t have the guts to tell anyone about it. Now I’ve safely assumed that there is either a ghost following me or I’ve watched too many horror flicks for my own good and am therefore going crazy! But all of that aside, I hope everyone had a fun Halloween!

Anyways, all my spookiness started on the 30th. It was the night before Halloween and I was working late in the office. I decided to take a break after hitting the 12-hour mark and picked up an espresso from the Italian deli next door. Once I got back to my desk, I remembered that the camera from last night’s Halloween party was still in my bag and thought that it’d be fun to go through the pictures and post them on Facebook. Maybe I was tired, maybe I smudged the lens with chocolaty fingers, or MAYBE I just have a terrible camera, BUT there was DEFINITELY something up with the photos. Not just one or two accidental snap shots, but each and every picture I was in featured a dark shadow above my left shoulder. EACH AND EVERY PICTURE. WTF?! I didn’t know what to do; I was alone in an office with a cold draft, minimal lighting and heard weird sounds from the air vents. SO… in a frightened panic… I deleted all the photos!

(On a side note: My friends are peeved they don’t have any tagged pictures)

THEN, to make matters worse, and just as I was getting over the whole "dark shadows" debacle, I get a text message “from the future.” Yes, the future. OK, here’s what happened: it’s Wednesday and I’m celebrating happy hour with a group of friends (like every week since January) and my phone vibrates on the table. The text is blank, from a phone number I do not recognize and, get this, with a date received that reads: December 5th, 2019 at 11:49PM. MAJOR WTF?! As soon as I get home, I go online and start researching what this means (if it means anything at all). I come across “paranormal” forums and find out that multiple people across North America have received similar texts with dates “received” which are all within the month of December 2019 and minutes before midnight. Believers think these are “text messages from the future,” but I’m skeptical. At this point, I don’t know what to believe anymore.

What do you think? Was I caught in a series of strange circumstances? Am I over analyzing? Has this ever happened to you? (Please say yes so that I’m not crazy)

I’ll tell you what I will do though, I’m totally calling http://mystic.eso.tv (check ‘em out at 9am and 1pm every day on TXT-TV) to see if they have any answers for me!