Two straight nights of living like a cowboy between drives, and my internal organs are lodging a formal protest. Fuck 'em: what do they ever do to me other than bitch and keep me alive?
I made up for Friday's losses with Saturday's gains, as the cards were more generous to me. I was hitting the full boat more than I ever had, and I even managed to hit four 7's on the river on a huge pot. I wish I could've stayed longer, but sitting on a plastic lawn chair at a 9 foot pool hall two nights in a row really kills the spine. I cashed out at 4:30 and actually got the first consecutive 8 hours of sleep I've had in a week.
I'm trying to stave off the symptoms of this week's sinal-gastronomical problem with OTC's before work, and here's hoping that it'll last. The pool hall has been crazy with patrons the last couple nights, so I suspect tonight should be uncharacteristically interesting.

I'm trying to stave off the symptoms of this week's sinal-gastronomical problem with OTC's before work, and here's hoping that it'll last. The pool hall has been crazy with patrons the last couple nights, so I suspect tonight should be uncharacteristically interesting.
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i keep saying that to people..that's it's growing on me
and i think to myself how funny that sounds...since it IS growing on me