ok...so it ain't that bad...
I still feel like everything I love has died on me, though...
RB
ramblings of a poker player - mostly poker but my attention wanders easily - be warned.
whithered and died - by Richard Thompson....
the boss is gone today...I can blog with impunity - blog, blog, blog....
I am cracking up today...my only release from my mind-numbing stupid job is posting here....
today needs a Townes Van Zandt song ----
I don't feel like posting....nothing to say about poker......life.....women... -
Last night, I went out to a home in Shakopee and played with 8 other 2+2'er in a home game. One of those tables you don't mind sitting around, but not at a casino with a rake, cause then everyone loses -
well...went out to Canterbury tonight to play in the 225 tourney...
well, I feel a little....barely... better... - still found myself at the Uptown bar last night when I didn't expect to....
in the time since my last post, I have gone from partially uncomfortable to miserably so...
I just got off the phone with the girl I've been dating the last two months - Like most of the women I date, she made the first move on me - (me the gutless wonder - only time I can ask a woman out is when I'm drunk - and half the time I get overdrunk and screw it up.
ay carumba...
well, got home...and couldn't play a tourney...none starting till 9 - and I couldn't stay up till one...
back to tourney land for me....