resurgance
Since about 2005 or so I've been a live journal lurker. Mostly because I assume that nobody would care about whatever I had to write, and I always thought that I would have plenty of time to catch up the details of my life and whatever thoughts I had whenever we got together ont the weekends and drank.
But I really enjoy reading other peoples posts, so I don't know, I feel like contributing a bit. I'll do my part to get live joural back in action for whoever may read this.
Umm.. I'm on my 3rd cup of coffee today. Thats quite a bit by 6pm for me, and I"m not even fighting a hangover or anything. I think I just need that extra push to keep me focused on the mundane task of playing 12 tables of poker at a time for hours strait. Boorrrrrinnnnnggg... I think I need a vacation.
Speaking of coffee, I've turned into a real snob latetly. I've been making espresso on my hotplate, and I'm continually buying new blends and brands of imported itallian coffee. I found out that mail ordering the coffee is actually cheaper than buying it at Lunds, or Cassettas in St. Paul, plus I get more selection that way.
Lets seeeeee...
I made it my goal to cutt down on my drinking this week after feeling generally in poor health, and so far I've been moderatly successfull at that. Cutting down on drinking, like dieting I would imagine, is simultaniously an increadably hard and inceadably easy task.
wow.. I really hate rereading this. I hope this isn't as trite and upsetting for you guys to read as it is for me. My inner dialog doesn't suck as much when its in my head I promise.
ohhh well, blinds are up at my tables and they need my attention, perhaps next time I'll try some different subject matter than just some random stream of conciousness.
turns out the spell check featur still suck on this, so i guess you'll have to deal with my poor spelling.
But I really enjoy reading other peoples posts, so I don't know, I feel like contributing a bit. I'll do my part to get live joural back in action for whoever may read this.
Umm.. I'm on my 3rd cup of coffee today. Thats quite a bit by 6pm for me, and I"m not even fighting a hangover or anything. I think I just need that extra push to keep me focused on the mundane task of playing 12 tables of poker at a time for hours strait. Boorrrrrinnnnnggg... I think I need a vacation.
Speaking of coffee, I've turned into a real snob latetly. I've been making espresso on my hotplate, and I'm continually buying new blends and brands of imported itallian coffee. I found out that mail ordering the coffee is actually cheaper than buying it at Lunds, or Cassettas in St. Paul, plus I get more selection that way.
Lets seeeeee...
I made it my goal to cutt down on my drinking this week after feeling generally in poor health, and so far I've been moderatly successfull at that. Cutting down on drinking, like dieting I would imagine, is simultaniously an increadably hard and inceadably easy task.
wow.. I really hate rereading this. I hope this isn't as trite and upsetting for you guys to read as it is for me. My inner dialog doesn't suck as much when its in my head I promise.
ohhh well, blinds are up at my tables and they need my attention, perhaps next time I'll try some different subject matter than just some random stream of conciousness.
turns out the spell check featur still suck on this, so i guess you'll have to deal with my poor spelling.