Ok I need to vent. I need change. This is long, if you hate long

[Cory W]

please move on. I wrote this for my personal site, out of frustration:

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Before my decent upon Vegas, I established the idea that 2005 would be a different one. I felt as though I could do better, achieve more and feel better all around. I pre-empted the Vegas trip, two weeks prior, by contacting an investment specialist real estate agent in Las Vegas. I drove out two weekends before to meet her for lunch and see what I was dealing with. I was excited, the thought of buying rental property not only excited me, but motivated me. So I set out a plan as follows: I would go ahead and contact the mortgage broker and shoot for a pre-approval, got to Vegas and decided not to deal with the r.a. or broker and just do my job. I would also quit smoking after Vegas, on that friday that I drove back and get back into the shape I was in in 2004. So I called the R.A and broker, told them that I would be unavailable until the week was over and they could each expect a call back that following Monday. This made sense, when I am at the show, my phone is constantly ringing, I wanted to reserve it for webmasters, organizers for the Cristal Party, coworkers and industry contacts. Most calls are channeled through me, it is my job.

Then, with what seems to be an enlarged swelling of the bad luck gland, a demise began. It is as follows:

The first day of the show, I started off with a wicked sickness. I could not pinpoint what exactly was wrong, but a cough developed and I began getting extremely tired, as well as experiencing mild naseue for no good reason. I vomited a couple times during the show to feel better. I remained, however, vigilant.

The second day of the show the sickness remained, and that night a small gathering of Weg and G3X webmasters showed up at the spearmint rhino. Being hosbitable, I used the corporate card to cover the drink tab and a dance or two for our loyal webmasters. Towards the ending of the night, the stripper, very attractive that had flanked me for hours, sitting at our table making conversation with everyone, decides to ask me if I would like a private chair dance. I comply. The dance, $400 for one hour. Because this specifc dance is for me, I turn over my Citibank Debit LLC mastercard. This card rebills things like my company hosting, domain names and even my cell phone, so that I can better grasp taxes. The table host comes over to the table and tells me that the card has been declined. Honestly, it should not have. So I throw a look of curiosity at the host, he looks back and says, "sir, let me try again." Between another company and myself, our tab was already decent. Host comes back, says you are good. Falling asleep during the dance, I sign the Weg and LLC receipt.

The next morning I awake around 10am. Today is big. The Cristal Party is that night. I walk out of my room and immediately make calls. But something is wrong, other than my being even more sick, the cell phone is down to 1 bar. If you have ever been to Internext, you know you can stay out of your room for 12 hours at times. I return to the room. The wall charger is broken, the phone will not charge. Time is pressed, I go to the floor, making throughout the day making as few calls as possible.

Tough task, limiting calls. Our Cristal Party models call a few times, among others, and need to confirm arrangments. Phone is displaying one bar. So I decide to run over to a shop, located outside the store, and purchase Cristal needs. The LLC card, declined. They do not accept american express. I meed to call my bank, or our owners. Phone dies. So I decide that I need to go pull my Tundra from the Valet, and sit and charge the phone. T minus 1 hour until Cristal limos and models arrive. The valet loses my car. They do a manual search of the lot. 45 minutes later, and after a slight abnormal tantrum on my part, Tundra is pulled up. I sit in it. Charge the phone for 5 minutes. I then call Greg to give him the update. Phone rings and directs to a cingular employee. After holding, battery on the brink of death once again, and my body under anxiety, a revamped cough, she says, "sir, your business card was declined on the phone. You owe us (cingular) $120."

You would think it could not get worse. I patiently give her the regular checking card (personal), she reactivates, the phone dies when I call Greg. T minus 15 minutes until the arrival of limos. I go back to my parked, running truck, and charge it, while making calls. Before I call Greg, I get a message from Citibank, "please call us immediately." Well damn me. I call them, Apparently S and H hospitality, or the Spearmint Rhino to those not Vegas night life literate, charged over 4k to a cash LLC card, draining and putting the card in the negative. 15 minutes transpire, refund will happen in 2 days.

Call Greg again. We are set I tell him. I am coming up. On my way up, the phone dies. This is bad before you are getting people on transportation. So I wing it. Luckily, many people made way down in confidence of their VIP cards.

Thursday comes around, it is the final day of the show. My sickness increases as the cough worsens, bringing on Insomnia the night before. My LLC card remains negative, bills began being returned. I do not panic. I move money from my House savings account, something I personally agreed with myself to not do, into the LLC account.

The next day arrives. My illness worsens and the insomnia continues. I open the drapes at Mandalay and say to myself, "I need to leave this god forsaken place;" I pack and the bell boy comes up to visit me. My phone is dead, a coworker calls for a flight time, she is greeted with a one ring message. Once downstairs, I joke with the lady at the desk, during checkout, that I need to leave. She smiles. I am in good spirits. Time to go home, go to the doctor, not smoke, live life. This all changes, moments later, when the concierge or the reservations host that stands atop a 6 inch pedestal, approaches me. This is what she says:

"Sir, I overheard you telling Eileen, our Reservationsist expert, that you will need your car pulled up from the Valet. Your address for billing is Irvine. Is this true?"

"Oh no," I thought,"the new Corporate Amex I used is under the Florida billing office!!!" My heart raced. My phone did not work, so calling our office assistant would be impossible and I did not have that address.

"Yes. that is correct."
I replied, alowing my countanance to sink into a look of defeat. I had no idea, but things were actually about to get worse.

"We are warning those LA bound by transport of automobile that talk of closing the Cajon Pass is stiring. We believe that the conditions maybe dangerous. We are suggesting you stay another day, maybe two. They are calling it the Perfect Storm."
She said with the professionalisim and gentle tounge that doctors use when they tell a relative that Uncle Bob has died.

So now, the phone is dead, the Cajon Pass is a risk I can't take because I have a passenger, all Vegas rooms are sold out or very expensive, and my cough is terrible. So I go to the bar, get a coffee. I run into SAK and Roger from Pornkings. Roger takes sympathy on me and allows me to sit upstairs and rest. He offers his room for the night, but I do not want to intrude, so I finnaly find another room, booking for two additional days.

I move over more funds, hesitantly, to survive yet two more days. Maybe I could have made it? Is the risk worth it? Especially with a passenger? On Sunday, the sun comes out over the Tropicana, possibly the worst hotel on planet earth. The drive back takes around 6 hours and that night, I sleep like a baby to the rain. I think about my non-smoker life ahead. A new condo! I awake the next morning. The sun beams through my window. I cough, but so what. But something was not right. I am not sure what that could be, but my eyes hurt when I looked at the OC skyline, facing east from Newport. Dressed, dog not walked, I approach the window.

Newport had flooded. Everything. A river of several feet of water streamed down into my garage, where my Tundra was located. The dog is unable to go out, so I am left no choice but to allow him to crap inside. I am frustrated. After I pick up his feces, I now understand that the flood presents three major issues:

1) My feet are doomed.
2) I must get down around the garage to throw away the bagfull of pug poo.
3) Rumors begin to spread that in fear of the tide the next morning, Newport will have to evacuate.

I walk barefoot to my truck, dry off as much as possible, put shoes on and deal with wet feet all day, and of course, this strange cough continues.

I catch a break, Newport drains and the rains let up. We are now on track. Well, of course, until three days ago.

I come down with Bronchitis. But, I remain vigilant and leave the Weg offices early. I go to the doctor. I get a drug called Tequin. Doctor tells me that I will feel great in 2 days, but continue to take it.

As of tonight, it has been discovered that I am having a severe allergic reaction to the meds. I am now experiencing: severe nasueu and vomiting, hives, dizziness (it is tough to walk across the room), diareah, and my throat is mildly closed up, causing breathlessness.

I can't wait until things get back to normal. Funny how you fight through everything to achieve things like health and real estate, and waves of dismal irony chop you down.

If you made this far, you are impressive.

[sharpx9]

Didn't and won't read your thread. But if you need change, maybe you should turn straight.

[Cory W]

Originally Posted by sharpx9

Didn't and won't read your thread. But if you need change, maybe you should turn straight.

Not a bad idea my friend. One of many things needed.

Thanks.

Cory

[NickPapageorgio]

Holy shit dude that sucks lol. I don't mean to laugh but damn.

Edit ** Hope things get better real quick for you.

[Juicy D. Links]

Cory , listen we will go shopping for metro clothing you will feel better

[eroswebmaster]

Sorry to hear it man...hope you're feeling better now...that sounds like a rough story.

[Juicy D. Links]

Cory whats meds you on?

[Cory W]

Originally Posted by NickPapageorgio

Holy shit dude that sucks lol. I don't mean to laugh but damn.

Edit ** Hope things get better real quick for you.

You should laugh. I am serious.

And thanks

[Cory W]

Originally Posted by Juicy D. Links

Cory , listen we will go shopping for metro clothing you will feel better

Can we?

And Tequin.

Do a search or ask Vanilla, she had issues as well. If you remember, she posted about it too. Funny, she warned me.

I should learn to listen.

[Cory W]

Originally Posted by eroswebmaster

Sorry to hear it man...hope you're feeling better now...that sounds like a rough story.

It is a treat.

We need to talk next week if possible.

[Juicy D. Links]

I had a mild case of Bronchitis awile ago , doc gave me some antibiotics.

[AndrewKanuck]

We could swap stories there man, i was in the hospital this weekend cuz of fuck ups with doctors, and am still now just trying to get better from a simple infection that if doctors would have treated right, wouldn't have affected my heart. I've now been in my bed for way too many days, and getting nothing done because I can't go to my office

[Juicy D. Links]

Cory you should have grabbed me at Vegas , I would have gave you a few Xanax to help out. Seems all the stress really took a beating on your immune system.

[Spunky]

I must get down around the garage to throw away the bagfull of pug poo.

Those damn pugs and their stinky poo ...Keep your chin up

[Cory W]

Originally Posted by Juicy D. Links

Cory you should have grabbed me at Vegas , I would have gave you a few Xanax to help out. Seems all the stress really took a beating on your immune system.

You know, it might be. I never get that sick, and when I do, I kick it fast.

Thanks man

[psyko514]

Holy crap, dude. I didn't think it was possible, but someone had a more stressful Vegas week than I did!

Get well soon, dude!

[sharpx9]

another idea for a change...quit that scamming piece of shit sponsor you're with..wegcash.

[Vanilla DeVille]

Originally Posted by WEG Cory

Can we?

And Tequin.

Do a search or ask Vanilla, she had issues as well. If you remember, she posted about it too. Funny, she warned me.

I should learn to listen.

Yeppers... I remember asking Stewie to kill me several times because I was so sick!

Seriously, I really hope you feel better, Sweets!!!

[Cory W]

Originally Posted by sharpx9

another idea for a change...quit that scamming piece of shit sponsor you're with..wegcash.

Feel free to icq me. I am sick, but I will talk to you.

Let me know,

Cory.

[Tala]

Holy fuck, doll. I hope you're feeling better soon.

*sends loads of comfort, chicken soup and hot cocoa and tea*

[TheSenator]

You should juice some carrots, apples, garlic and ginger about three time a day. It will get rid of anything you have plus give you energy to move a mountain.

[Juicy D. Links]

Originally Posted by WEG Cory

You know, it might be. I never get that sick, and when I do, I kick it fast.

Thanks man

Seems to me all the xcitement and stuff might have gotten to you.

Also all the partying and stuff. I myself felt like shit for a good 5 or so days after Vegas. I got sick also for like 2 days. My whole body was saying "nigga please"

Stress, anxiety all these things cause shit like this.

I wouldnt sweat it. Remember every obstacle in life is one step closer to success

[eroswebmaster]

Originally Posted by WEG Cory

It is a treat.

We need to talk next week if possible.

Always possible man.

[Cory W]

Originally Posted by Vanilla

Yeppers... I remember asking Stewie to kill me several times because I was so sick!

Seriously, I really hope you feel better, Sweets!!!

Right when I took, I got real dizzy driving home. Then last night, spent an hour dry heaving because I can't eat. It makes me sick.

Tonight it comes in rounds.

[CoreAdult-Dee]

Welcome to my life Cory. Your story sounds like a typical week for me. Life consists of one crisis after another. The good news is you survive, the bad news is there is nothing much you can do about the bad things except take them in stride.

Chin up, take your antihistamines for the allergic reaction and try calamine lotion for the hives. I know how you feel, my daughter has had several of them.

[fatal attraction]

Wow Cory, I actually read the whole thing! I hope your feeling better! Just remember, it's got to get better!!!!!!

[uno]

Damn Cory, I thought you looked a bit stressed the day after the show when you rushed by as I was playing some roulette.

During the 5 days I was there I gained 8 lbs and two of my CCs were suspended because of "suspicious activity" which necessitated a few phone calls at a few mins a piece.

I'm sorry you had such a shitty time, but I still trust you got a LOT accomplished and it was a very profitable week for you nonetheless.

[WiredGuy]

Wow, now that is one hell of a Vegas adventure! I know things might seem like absolute hell right now after all those events transpired, but remember, things will bounce around. You will be able to dispute the Spearamint Rhino charge, you will get your cell phone back up and running and the accounting mess will straighten itself out. I bet with 2-3 days you'll start to feel better and in a week's time you'll start forgetting about the whole ordeal. Important thing is to remember that this is now a new year, once you feel better, get back on track with your investment ideas and keep going with your new image. No more smoking and time to get healthy. It's the perfect time for a fresh start to the new year Cory and you will bounce back, I know it

WG

[luv$]

I read the whole thing, and man, let me tell you, I know what it feels like to have a shitstorm of bad luck.

One of the funny things about this industry, and the people in it; is that when it's sunny, get your trunks and enjoy the day, cuz it's a steamer, but when it rains, it pours like a motherfucker.

Good luck and keep on keepin on.




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[KRL]

Sometimes in life we have moments of extreme challenge where everything hits you at once. This is one of those moments. The upside is it gives you a moment where everything gets put back in balanced perspective and you realize no matter how great the success you achieve, you are always vulnerable to the unpredictable things in life that can out of the blue zap your health, zap your wealth, smash your house to pieces which we think are built so invincibly strong, and even like you said got to bend down and clean up the poop.

We take a lot of stuff for granted. And sometimes its healthy for the soul to be reminded how vulnerable we are.

Storms always pass, and the sunny blue skies are always right behind them.

[psyko514]

I think Cory needs a big hug!

GROUP HUG!!!

[aeon]

Originally Posted by WEG Cory

please move on. I wrote this for my personal site, out of frustration:

You're a seriously good writer.

At least try your hand at short stories or something. If for nothing else, then personal pleasure.

[sweetums]

Cory...sorry to hear that Vegas turned into a wild adventure. Standing outside in the cold sans jacket probably didn't help with the bronchitis...I thought you weren't looking yourself that night

Just get lots of rest this weekend and over the coming week. Lots. Sending you get well hugs xo

[sharpx9]

Originally Posted by WEG Cory

Feel free to icq me. I am sick, but I will talk to you.

Let me know,

Cory.

I won't bother you while you're sick. I'm just bitter b/c that bitch you guys had working fraud a few months ago banned me without pay because she thought it was suspicious that my phone lost service while I was talking to her. Screwed me out of a few hundred dollars.

[NaughtyRob]

Wow dude. That was serious detail. Ever consider writing novels?
:-)
Get well soon!

[Sosa]

damn, I read all of that. Good luck recovering from everything man. And stay away from those strip clubs

[modF]

That is seriously a bad series of events, hope you feel better I'm sure everything else will fall into place.

[webair]

in phoenix i am buying you dinner and a hooker bro

sorry you had such a bad time i had that cough as well it was a rough one

[shuki]

damn bro...hope the luck changes soon and fast

[S P A N N O W]

Better times ahead bro!

[lazycash]

Damn, thats a great example of Murphy's law, if it can go wrong, it will. Stay strong with the changes you want to make in 05, you sound like you know the recipe for improving your life and living to the fullest.

[TheEbonyFelony]

u and your dog need a blog

[BlueDesignStudios]

You're a good story teller, it kept me reading.. I was just hoping for a better ending..

[mikeylove]

i'm gonna go smoke a cigarette to your health.

as one who also fell ill before leaving vegas, you have my sympathies.

[Project-Shadow]

Dude that fucking sucks, no-one should have to live through that much bad luck... reminds me of the Lampoons Christmas Holiday. You should make a movie off your misfortune and cash in. :D

[Rui]

Well man at least you found the reason to your problems, its not like you have it that bad to be honest.

anyway if you want to have a chat you know my icq nº so drop me a line.

cheers

[Trax]

sorry to hear that dude.
all the best wishes... especially towards your health ;)

[xclusive]

That sucks man just relax and get better

Wow...
I knew you were looking a bit off, but I had no idea that it was going that bad for you.

Keep your head up, and you'll be back on your feet before you know it.

[swedguy]

Damn, you are one unlucky man. Best of luck to you and get well soon