Wasted day.

Football and Poker. If I had beer my day would have been complete. I worked for a good 15 minutes, then spent the rest of the day watching the playoffs.
Jacksonville is one hell of a team. Too bad they lost to the Texans.

I'm up to $60 in my fluff poker account. One of these days I'll be able play a tourney a day and pay rent, until then, I made enough to day for a 6 pack of imported beer.

With the possibility of a new job looming on the horizons, I have a lot of work to do on 'I AM'.
Well. Not a LOT of work, but at least 6 hours or so. Ah well. I need to get my fax machine hooked up too.


My ceiling still has a large hole in it. I kind of want to hang something out of it, but I don't have anything suitably creepy.

Instead of staying up late playing poker in bed, I'm going to stay up late writing...while playing poker in bed.

Do you ever wonder if a girl from your past is the one you're supposed to be with? I'm not talking about girls you've dated, I'm talking about those random moments you have with people...that connection. I'd love to have the Maui girl back in my life. She was something else. Gorgeous, into me, and slightly forbidden. I have no idea what she does now, or even really where she lives, but I should try to find her again. Only one click away on the internet.

Which leads me to my next rant. Do not ever contact my friends if you don't know them. It's creepy. I don't like receiving phone calls like this:

"Hey, your friends were kind of wierd"
"pardon me"
"Your friends from the party, you told them to call me"
"what the @#% are you talking about"

Yeah, good times. People use my name, then act like idiots. I'm the only one allowed to act like an idiot around my friends.