Drinking money
Monday, July 30th, 2007I’ve been having some vivid dreams of being tortured.
I’ve been having some vivid dreams of being tortured.
“I need to work on being charming,” I said.
I’ve been playing illegal online poker while waiting 8.5 more hours for my illegal download of “The Office” to complete.
Saturday night, saw a late night musical about cannibalism and then joined a friend for some nonstop binge drinking.
I’ve been entrenched in reading the streaming PokerNews updates of the WSOP, even dreaming that they ended the day early because of excessive farting.
“I knew you won $2 million; I didn’t know you won a bracelet.”
It’s not often you run into people just like you who are as big a gambling idiot as you. And by you, I mean me. Most of the time I’m playing with grumpy blue-haired old ladies.