still tired

i'm still feeling exhausted from vegas. it is amazing how 2 days can wipe you out for a whole week. i don't think i'll ever want to stay for more than 3 as once i stayed for 5 and then had to run off my flight home as soon as we landed to deposit 46 hours worth of vodka sodas into the toilet.

on a happier note, i didn't drink nearly as much on this trip. i attribute half of that to gil (don't bother clicking, he hasn't posted since january) and how it just isn't as fun to be wasted by yourself and half to the poker tables. i've come a long way from the bicycle club my friends. the first time i sat down at a table with my $100 in chips i actually walked away up $50 bucks, but i was also drenched in sweat and my nerves were shot. i won a few big pots by simply getting some great hands, but following that, no one would come in against me and then i finally got tired of seeing my hands shake as i deposited my chips into the pot.

luckily, i don't really get nervous anymore. probably because i've kissed my money goodbye before i've even sat down. last weekend i played in the 2pm binion's tournament and one $60 satellite. i think i actually made it past half of the players being cut in both instances (but not very far past). gil went out early in the big tourney and then ended up winning in the sattelite. he then agreed to play a $1-$2 no-limit cash game with me and ended up about $500. i think i broke even there.

in a surprising turn of events, i won us like $200 playing craps in probably my best roll to date.

after last weekend, i decided i really like staying downtown. there aren't as many assholes and for someone who is now unemployed, the table limits are definitely appealing.

i quit... i quit... i quit

unfortunately i didn't have the grapes to sing the little snappy quitting song from "that thing you do," but i did give my notice today.

i'll be out of this place by the end of july. boss has 2 weeks to interview people and then leaves on business to tokyo for a week... then to sweden for 2 weeks of vacation. i'm planning on my last day being july 27th or so.

fuck yeah!

i'm tivo's bitch!

how did i live so long without the glories of dvr? i mourn on behalf of my former, pre-tivo self. the one who had to actually watch commercials. the one who had been denied the pleasures of daytime tv since entering the workforce. the one who would rather wet herself than miss a flop on the world poker tour.

now that i am reborn in the light of tivo, i have seen the way. my purpose is clear. i must spread the word. i must free the masses from the chains of linear broadcast television. DESPAIR NO MORE CHILDREN, FOR TIVO IS THE WAY AND THE LIGHT! now go forth and create wishlists!


my current season passes:

world poker tour
celebrity poker showdown
queer eye for the straight guy
a wedding story
househunters
breathing space yoga
good eats
house of clues
dateline nbc
beauty and the geek
strictly sex with dr. drew
fitnation

wow - i think i may be suffering from multiple personality disorder with a touch of aversion to fiction-based programming (aka fictviphobia).


what are yours?

i suck at poker

it seems the more i learn, the worse i get. i do pride myself on knowing A LOT more about poker than your average female, but i think when it comes down to it... i'm a pussy. i'm afraid to bluff and to make big bets. i get bullied out of pots. i suck!

ugh it is so frustrating. in yesterday's weekly poker tournament, i finally made it to the last table (out of 2 tables), but i was the first one out. not surpising since i was significantly short-stacked with only $700 in chips and the big blind being $200. on the 2nd or 3rd hand, i went all-in with A9 off-suit, after 4 players folded in front of me, only to be called by the chip leader who had been dealt pocket aces. POCKET ACES!!! are you freakin' kidding me?

funny though, the only pot i won the whole night was when i got dealt pocket aces and my opponent missed his straight draw. i took a fairly large pot and then basically just folded every shit hand i was dealt until i made the final table. looking back, now i'm pissed that i didn't attempt to play more hands.

but seriously, what are you supposed to do when all you're getting are K4s, J5s, 92's? fuck it. i quit poker.

oh wait... i'm going to vegas this weekend. ok fine. i'll quit poker next monday. give me the nuts in the meantime.

damn and blast

i'm still too tired from the trip to post anything too interesting and intelligent, but i just wanted to rant a bit.

just got a call informing me that i didn't get this job that i interviewed for last week. it was an extremely big opportunity, and i'm sure because of that i didn't get it. like i said, i'm too tired to get upset about it really, but i'm just starting to get really annoyed that it has now been 3 months since this process began. i'm VERY tempted to just up and quit, but i think that would only make me feel worse in the end. what i MAY do is throw my name into the FOX temp pool. i didn't really want to leave disney, but i think it is coming to that. this is just ridiculous.

in other news, last night i got a massage from a blind woman. my first reaction was, "whoa thats weird. she's blind." my second reaction was, "hey, since she's blind, maybe she'll be more 'in tune' and give a better massage." then she proceeded to leave the room twice during the massage... once to "get something" and another time to go to the bathroom. THEN i didn't even get time tacked on to the massage. BULL SHIT. fucking blind people... trying to rip me off. yeah, that's right. fuck blind people. i can say that cause i know none of you fuckers can read this. NA NA NA NA NA NA!!! hahahahaha.