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i can't believe i am about to type this, but poker night is getting to be a little... overwhelming. there were so many people here last night that there was a third 'table' on the kitchen floor (we usually have the one sort of regulation size hold 'em table, and a table cover that goes over the coffee table in the living room- dubbed 'the kiddie table'). there was a 12 of heineken, a 12 of bud, a 6 of bud light, and all of the beer i had purchased (6 of guiness, 6 of hoegarden, 6 of blue moon). our fridge is barren this morning. though i will say that the late night crew did an excellent job of cleaning up. when i got up with the babe this AM, i couldn't tell that anyone had been here at all.
frustrating night all around. the cards weren't coming my way, and when they did, my roomate or someone betting after me would come way over the top of whatever raise i put in. i mean, we have a ten dollar buy in, and people tend to play more loosely at the end of the night when a) they've been drinking, and b) the chip stacks have advanced proportionately to the late hour. but right from the get-go, a few people were routinely betting two to five dollars before the flop even came. and if someone reraised (which was not uncommon), it was more than likely there would be an all-in call. i lost at least 6 of my ten bucks sandwiched in-between a reraiser and an all-inner.
and being a good hostess was taxing last night. usually, i love to do it. but with more people comes more issues to solve, and things to find. the people on my kitchen floor were pissed because they were regulars and didn't want to be relegated to the linoleum (while newbies got comfy chairs and a real table), the people at the kiddie table wanted shots and a way to adjust the lighting so that it wasn't too bright, but still lit enough to see the cards... and the people at the main table seemed to be constantly misplacing the paper towels.
and my roomate... well, i love her; she is the closest friend i have in this time zone. but damn, i hate playing cards with her when she's drunk. the guys aren't going to mind as much because, after all, she's hot.
ugh. still sick. please, please, please... let veronica mars or bones be on tonight. i'm sick of watching dvr reruns.
frustrating night all around. the cards weren't coming my way, and when they did, my roomate or someone betting after me would come way over the top of whatever raise i put in. i mean, we have a ten dollar buy in, and people tend to play more loosely at the end of the night when a) they've been drinking, and b) the chip stacks have advanced proportionately to the late hour. but right from the get-go, a few people were routinely betting two to five dollars before the flop even came. and if someone reraised (which was not uncommon), it was more than likely there would be an all-in call. i lost at least 6 of my ten bucks sandwiched in-between a reraiser and an all-inner.
and being a good hostess was taxing last night. usually, i love to do it. but with more people comes more issues to solve, and things to find. the people on my kitchen floor were pissed because they were regulars and didn't want to be relegated to the linoleum (while newbies got comfy chairs and a real table), the people at the kiddie table wanted shots and a way to adjust the lighting so that it wasn't too bright, but still lit enough to see the cards... and the people at the main table seemed to be constantly misplacing the paper towels.
and my roomate... well, i love her; she is the closest friend i have in this time zone. but damn, i hate playing cards with her when she's drunk. the guys aren't going to mind as much because, after all, she's hot.
ugh. still sick. please, please, please... let veronica mars or bones be on tonight. i'm sick of watching dvr reruns.