I just needed a little change so I could run down to the store and pick up some off brand tuna fish and a loaf of bread. I was starving. I've been eating tuna fish sandwiches for days now.

I'm completely broke. My bank account is negative. I got myself into a pretty deep hole in more ways than one, in the two years I took away from fighting.

But then it hit me, the thought that I could take what I had left down to the casino, and that maybe, just maybe I would get lucky, and make enough money to pay the last of my bills. That's what I did. I took my money down to the casino... And I did get lucky, lucky enough to think I was going to get it done.

I would lose it back, and then win again, and then lose it back, and win again, back and forth, back and forth for days. In the end, I lost not only what I had won, but the little bit I had started out with as well.