Victory Attainable at the cost of Self...

I would like to think I occasionally exude some modicum of positive energy, I know at least when I'm surrounded by my friends they can say I am a happy positive guy. That is a lie though, that me I should say. I am inside kind of miserable and sad feeling. I have what I like to call Smuggler's luck, only good luck in the face of extreme adversity. I can't win otherwise, gambling, women, video games, nothing. I just feel extra sucky tonight because as usual a girl I decide I'm going to talk to has a boyfriend. Just my luck, which is actually twice in a row for me, maybe I'm winning at losing I could perhaps be the best loser in the entire universe. I wish I could import the Bobs Burger scene of his kids yelling yay, at him achieving an awful record with the Health Inspector. Anyhow I just had to sulk a bit, I feel like the ass end of an ass, just awful. Well anyhow blog-verse hasta mananas and luegos. I am also one week away from the Anniversary of my Mom's passing which I don't know what I'm going to do. I won't lie I am probably going to handle it real awfully it won't be a good day.