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Last night was poker at my domicile. A coworker from our Phoenix office was in town, so we had a poker gathering in his honor. I won five bucks. This pleases me. Last night's most popular games: Texas Hold 'Em and the Good, the Bad and the Ugly.
I had fun messing with the minds of my fellow players. I was gettin' my bluff on. All good fun
Then I read some politically charged news, talked to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
schnoodle, and passed out.
And now, 6 hours later, my little predators have ripped me from my slumber by playing some cat variation of "capture the flag".
Today, I feel less like a raisin (see yesterday morning's post) and more like a thick slab of French Toast.
Shit. Now I crave french toast. Or, rather, "Pain perdu".
I had fun messing with the minds of my fellow players. I was gettin' my bluff on. All good fun
Then I read some politically charged news, talked to
schnoodle, and passed out.And now, 6 hours later, my little predators have ripped me from my slumber by playing some cat variation of "capture the flag".
Today, I feel less like a raisin (see yesterday morning's post) and more like a thick slab of French Toast.
Shit. Now I crave french toast. Or, rather, "Pain perdu".