The weekend so far
I started out by turning down a couple of parties, mainly because I didn't really know the hosts and it takes me awhile to get to know someone, so it would have just been awkward for me. MZRM split down the middle, and the Z and one of the M's joined Laurance and Cristina in a game of poker. Of which I dominated. Hey Laurance, I call. I haven't had that kind of soul-crushing chip stack since last year and it almost hurt to return the chips to the case.
Afterwards, I walked to bar review at Brocach. My stay was brief, since the people I had hoped to see had either left or had someplace better to be. Maily 1L's and a bunch of tools.
Tomorrow, we party. I'm using this blog as a secondary informational bulletin: My place, alcohol, costumes, possibly a second rendition of "Golddigger." Douchebags, tools, and people dressed as the Crow will be excluded.
posted by Johnny Utah @ 1:28 AM
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I'm sorry that I missed poker with the other M, the Z, and the L and C. I'll see you guys tomorrow!
That was the worst game ever. Am I talking about the World Series of baseball or the poker game? Uh, both. I played smart poker and lost $2. I played stupid poker and lost $3. I might as well risk getting lucky. Sure, I pulled the trigger. Chips flew out in the general vicinity of my opponents.
At least I wasn't a sore loser. I didn't take it personally this time. I swore, sure. Nevertheless, I swore calmly.
Tonight I'll be singing, "if I only had a 40," then I will have a 40, and I will praise the Wiz.
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