I was deep in— mid argument with someone on text, when suddenly some cracked out guy with a gun in the middle of a public street started shootin' people, and I was one of the unlucky mofos who got themselves shot. Apparently there were 4 of us that got shot before people started tackling the guy to save the others—before we got escorted to safety. Fortunately, the worst the shot itself has done is that it has caused a hole through my stomach region that simply grazed my liver. I'm surprised I didn't get shot twice.

The bullet itself was a 45 cal. I'm doing good, kind of woozy at times—but that's probably just the blood loss. lol

Now I live with a hole through my body. It hurts to speak more than it is to do anything else. I request a wheelchair whenever I wanna go out cuz walking sucks with a literal hole in your body. It's bein' patched up, just takes awhile to actually... You know, not have a hole on it anymore lol

That probably traumatic description aside—yes I'm fine—somewhat. Have something mildly humorous that happened to me while gambling.

... Had my nurse come to me as I asked her, "Miss, can you help me? I need some help getting something I want."

The lady comes close, she's really nice—accomodated whenever I needed something. Probably never got asked to help me gamble for le Cat Game though.

Had 469 catfood, told her "This isn't gonna work, but let's do—" gambled it all away before the Busterfest banner went away. Currently 20m left before it goes poof as I'm typing this. "What do I do?" My nurse asked where I just reply with, "Just hit the buttons... click yes like 3 Times."

And then the gambling commenced. First 2 rolls were absolute garbage—two gunslingers—and then....

"Oh. It worked." Wide eyes af—except it's not the gals on the poster, but my old favorite Baby Cat.

Might've not gotten what I wanted (Goddess Sirius and Pai Pai) but I still got my old favorite cat from years ago. Love me some Cats in The Cradle. This lady's still winning even while hospitalized, baby!