I have finally gotten around to posting a blog. I'm not really even certain why... posterity maybe? Perhaps. For the longest time I couldn't understand why anyone would bother to read a blog let alone write one, then I got hooked reading one and decided to give it a shot.

I got really smashed last night at the bar with Vato. Iwas getting ready to leave when I met a pretty cool chick and started talking to her. Unfortunately all that I can remember is that she went to MIT and was working in Vacaville but lived in NYC. I think she had nice tits and blonde hair too. Vato had to split since it was pretty late, so I tossed him my keys and commenced to putting the moves on. Needless to say I didn't feel very well when I woke up late this morning, hungover, $140 lighter (told you I drank a lot!), and alone in my own bed. Ah! No great loss.

Anyway, I think that it's about that time of the week to hit the card room anyway. I'm in need of some relaxation and spirited competition. I can't seem to beat the online crowd in the past couple of weeks. And it's time to get back on the felt anyway. Sometimes it just isn't the same unless you have that field of green under your fingers. It's the little clacking of the chips and quiet conversations, the flipping of the cards and the soft tap of a check that make it an experience that I love. Now I just have to pick a card room.

There's much more important things to do than bang chicks, and poker is one of them... then again maybe I'll just stay home tonight and write some code. Decisions, decisions, decisions...

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