Friday, February 27, 2009

how fickle

Vegas, you are a fickle lady.
Sometimes I can't win your favor, no matter what. I've angered you.
Then it's as if I don't exist to you, despite the scene I cause.
Other times, you treat me like your golden child and layer on all the favors of your attention.

Can you let me know ahead of time next time so I can be more prepared?

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