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I got a boring class where I pretty much sit at the back, open up my laptop and play Mahjong for an hour while listening to the professor bitch about how his sister-in-law is an asshole. For the past 6 weeks this half Lebanese/half white chick has been sitting next me telling me her life story while fucking up my concentration on mahjong. I don't fuck with the terrorist types, all these Arabs are so damn defensive and confrontational I couldn't care less for the vagina. However, I've noticed that over the past 6 weeks little miss Terrorist is getting increasingly annoyed with my lack of interest in her. Today she had the thong hanging out and because I've had a few mental breakdowns over the past year and become numb to everything, I couldn't care less because I still have perfect use of my left hand and I don't need more booty calls. 

Today at the end of the class she had it with me. She probably would have let me hit it if I just took the time to stare at her for 2 minutes. I listen to her crappy life, I tell her to stop blaming everyone else and to look at herself, then I try to soften the blow by telling her how great she is. I've been doing it for 6 weeks because there is only so much Mahjong you could play before violent thoughts involving the Chinese enter your head. Today she pulls a bold move and asks for my phone number because she needs it in-case she misses any future classes and wants to get caught up. This girl hasn't missed school since the George Bush senior administration ran America yet I'm supposed to believe you need my number because you want to get caught up in Introduction to Philosophy: Reason and Truth, a class that Pacman Jones could ace. I roll out my phone and that's where I had to pause the game of Mahjong because she refused to give me her number.

"Omg you don't have a smart phone? What is wrong with you" So this is it Lord. You've blessed me with 21 healthy years, you put a roof over my head, I never was hungry and you made sure the Yankees have won 5 times in my life thus far. Is that where the good fortune ends? I'm now left in a world where bitches are choosing men based on cell phones, that's fucking scary. Get your hairy terrorist loving pussy out of here. Bitch I could buy a dozen smart phones with the money I've made on this blog in the last 2 months alone. I just blank starred her dead in her eye til she went away but I'm still in awe over the whole ordeal. She doesn't care that I'm putting food in the next Messi's mouth in some Argentinian slum. She doesn't care about the fact that Jenn Sterger would marry me if I sent her pictures of my footlong. She cares about what motherfucking phone I have and she couldn't wrap her head around the fact that I have never used internet on a phone. Fuck the Western world, where my African hoes at, I have running water and enough rice to last us a decade baby.

Recapping the Night: 

MLB:
$200 SF +160= Return of $520 (W)
NBA:
$200 Portland +100 (L)
NFL:
$200 Colts/Texans over 51 -110 (L)
Play of the Day:
$600 Colts -5.5 -105= Return of $1171.43(W)
Total Wagered: $1200
Total Returned: $1691.43
Total Profit: $491.63
Total Earned to Date: $4114.11

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May the winners be ours. Taking over the world one step at a time. In case you haven't gotten the memo my name is Julius James and I'm the fucking shit.