My Mission was a failure

     I was so excited about triple cash day, so I left my place on my bike to go to 7-11. My mission was to return before midnight.   Simple task, huh? 
     It was not to be.
     Well, I made it home, but I was so hammered that the first thing I did was to take out the sc cards and put them at my computer area, but I put them in a place that was not easily visible.
     Then when it came time to pump in the codes, I was like, "Where the F*** are my cards?"
     It is a long story what happened after that, but it was not pretty.  I was really upset, as I watched minute by minute go by wondering where my cards were.
     I finally found them, but midnight had passed, and I missed out on an extra $60 to go into my sc.
     I was sooooo sad.
     I still am sad, because I blew it, but at least I found the cards and I got something for my trouble.
     Man, did I get hammered.
     All I had to do was to put the cards in a place where I could see them, but I didn't.
     Nothing I can do about it now.

     Then I ended up having an argument with my oldest brother in the gmail chat box.  After all these years, he still wants to argue with me.  Unbelievable.  He hasn't learned a damn thing.

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     So, it is my quest to find all of those canisters or beacons so I can get the shadow armor.  Those little things are hard to find.
     I did get the RT-AT, thank god.  It is pretty cool, but it does not shoot.  'Wtf?' was my first reaction.  It does not shoot.  I could not believe it.  What is the point of it?  Well, the point is that you can run fast through the zone which makes it easier to find the beacons.  What happens as you run through the zone is all of the robots and soldiers start following you around, and then when you pick up the beacon, you die.  It is worth paying 1000 credits just to get that beacon because they are so hard to find.
     I don't know how many more of those beacons I need to get.  I know I have found at least ten of them.  I will probably get them all in a day or two.
     I bought a new droid for $3.00, but yeah, I really blew it on Triple Cash Day.  I was so bummed out that I misplaced those cards for a while.  I was distressed.

     So I finally pumped in the codes and then the game decided not to work.  Just my luck.  I finally got it to work this morning. 
     But yeah, the chat with my oldest brother John was miserable.  I don't care what his problem is, he has to leave me out of it.  But he doesn't.
     Anyway, I went out and got a piece of chicken, some rice and beans.  It was damn good.
     Then I was still really drunk, so I went outside and found a woman who wanted to come over, so we both went to sleep.  We didn't do nothing.  She didn't like me at all, so I kicked her out at 8 a.m.
     Then, I got onto Clone Wars, and bought the mount, and people try to talk to me while I am in the war zone, and if I talk too much, I die.  So then what happens is I have four or five kids saying, "Dirk!  port to me."  Or, they put a question mark '?', or they say, 'Dirk, where are you?"  I can't answer because I have twenty robots shooting at me.  Then they keep typing in the box, never thinking for a moment that I might actually be busy or occupied.  This never occurs to them.

     So, it was one hell of a night.  I was drawing at the bar, and people kept buying me beers, and it was all a splendid good time.

     It was unfortunate about my sc cards, and the whole triple cash thing.  I can't believe I blew it.  I can't believe it.

     EPIC FAILURE.

     My mission was a failure.

    Damn it.