soul kitten

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FUFUFUFGSHGKDSHGDSK

Oh poker. You fickle bastard of a mistress. Two bubbles tonight. One for $700, one for $1050. Stupid guy, down to stupid heads-up, and we're battling for like forever. 2nd gets $200, 1st gets $1050. BIG FRIGGEN JUMP, yah? Stupid guy, limp-calls Q8 against my AK. Total blow-up, practically handing me a thousand dollars on a silver platter. BUT NO! Fickle god Gamblor decrees that the flop shall be TJ9, and thusly I shall be smited. No Queen shall I get on the river. So it was written, so it was done. :'(

I was really excited to get my first 4-digit win too. DAMN YOU MOUTH-BREATHERS. DAMN YOU VARIANCE. *flail*
soul kitten

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Another sweaty, stressful night at work for not enough money, another relaxing post-shift 2-hour poker session to wind down the evening for +$600. El oh el.
soul kitten

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Go to work for 6 hours, sweat my face off, run around all over, deal with crazy people: $100.

Come home, sit around playing poker and drinking sake in my underwears for 2 hours: $500.

YES MY LIFE IS AWESOME THANKS FOR ASKING. ^_^ Too bad it's making me all spoileded at works. :p