Surprisingly had a good weekend, full of
stuff.
Thursday night was party time, due to the fact that my Logic professor canceled class for Friday. Logic being my only class Friday, I had to go out....
So myself, James, and Adam ventured in their Cobalt to Irving NY where we stumbled upon the Irving Gaming Center. Not a Casino, just a place for old people to play slots, high stakes bingo, and for kids like us to play in a cold, tiny poker room cornered off for $1-2 NL Hold'Em.
I played well, accidently consuming non-decaf coffee -- and was high on life the whole night. Chatted up with nice guys from UB, laughed while we quoted Anchorman and Will Ferrel relentlessly, and still managed to rake in approximately $130 profit. This is seriously turning into a part-time job for me this year -- I've been keeping a very close eye on my actual wins and losses, so I really know how good my game is.
Got back around 3 AM, happy. I'll get back to Saturday, but tonight I was hanging out again with J&A at their apartment in Williamsville, playing a $5 game with Nick, Peter, and Andy. Lost heads-up to Nick, but whatever. We'll all steal each other's money anyway through gaming.
I was talking to Nick on the ride home, and some people don't realize how nerve-wracking having poker as your main hobby is. The realization that other people could be picking tells off you left and right, just waiting for a hand to take your money -- the realization that this a job where you may very well lose money.
I have set limits, but that doesn't stop the nerves I get from putting a $100 bill down, and getting it back in chips. After a few hands and maybe a pot or two I'll let up, but it's the adrenaline from a $200 pot and the ability to pay off a few bills through flipping up two cards that coincides.
Crazy, but I'm extremely confident I can keep up my game for the rest of the semester -- and continue having lady luck on my side if I'm behind in the hand.
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Back to Saturday! I had a very fun (and slightly hung over but who cares!) night at a (mostly) superhero costume party on Rees Street. All my Sailor Moon friends looked great, and I had the pleasure of being "Tuxedo Mask," who was conveniently mistaken for the Phantom of the Opera every 5 minutes. I know I had a rose and everything, but c'mon people, didn't you watch sailor moon?
My buddy Bill had a full-spandex Mr. Incredible outfit, and there was everyone from Hugh Hefner, Spiderman, Jeff Fose as Curious George and the concept of "human filth." Love it.
Didn't try and "score," just drank Molsons, smoked cigarillos, and danced to Jamiroquai. Fun times.
The morning after was almost as good. I watched "Press Your Luck" while hung over, and burnt my hand with a brownie from a "Banquet" frozen dinner.
Next time I'm at a casino and I go all-in -- assuming I have the lead in the hand and don't want a certain card to come out, I'll keep yelling:
"NO WHAMMY NO WHAMMY NO WHAMMY ----- STOP!"
