i've been putting off writing for so long, and then i got sick...still am, but i guess i have to write sooner or later so here it is.
since last we spoke, river rock introduced started spreading 2-5 pot limit omaha hi low eight or better, or as some people call it PLO8. i'd never played before, but figured i'd give it a whirl, and just be patient. sooner or later, i'd get a few big hands and make money. it went well for a while, until one day i lost an extremely improbable hand that made me decide to stick to hold em for a while.
the next week or so i was running poorly, and on tilt, so i decided i needed a few days off. my cousin kah-wei was in seattle for a while, and asked me to come visit, so i drove down for 5 days and hung out with him and his girlfriend angie. we did a hell of a lot of nothing, beach, frisbee, restaurants, movies, etc. it was just what i needed. on the way home, i stopped at tulalip casino, just north of seattle, where i proceeded to mow down the locals in with terrifying efficiency. after an hour and a half, i cashed out to play a tournament that i busted out of, then headed back home. i haven't played live since, but will probably start back up tomorrow.
on sunday evening, upon leaving my aunt and uncle's house, i felt that familiar body ache and scratchy throat sensation that just tells you that a flu is coming on. irritated, i went to the grocery store and picked up a bunch of stuff. it reminded me of renton in trainspotting when he's trying to come off of skag:
mushroom soup: 3 tins of
tomato soup: 3 tins of
chicken soup: 3 tins of
apple juice: 2 bottles of
advil: one bottle of
ecchinacea: one bottle of
vitamin c: one bottle of
from chapters books: da vinci code, angels & demons, barrel fever, wind up bird chronicles
from blockbuster: bourne identity, collateral damage, the italian job (original, not that marky mark shit)
well, my dumb ass decided to try to watch the sugar intake by getting reduced calorie apple juice. big mistake. wow is that stuff bad, like undrinkable. it's nothing like diet soda vs real soda.
strangely enough i didn't have any digestive-tract-based problems at all with this flu, just brutal chills, an extremely sore throat, body ache, and headache. sunday night consisted of my going to sleep under 3 blankets and waking up every hour or so for the next 12 hurting from the pressure my body was putting on itself just by laying down. from there on out though, most of the ache has been gone, and now just the throat and headache persists.
so since sunday, my life has consisted of coasting in and out of consciousness at various times, reading, showering, drinking as much as possible, watching movies, and a wee bit of online poker, which has actually been going well. my throat still hurts but i think i should be back to normal by sunday.
i have a lot of photos from seattle and my nephew deven's birthday, etc. i just have to post them, which i will as soon as i can.
in the theater, while in seattle, we saw silent hill, much to my dismay. kah-wei thought it looked good, and far be it for me to deny the man, so we went. probably the worst movie of the year, behind ultraviolet, of course. so, we snuck into lucky number sleven, which seemed oscar-worthy in comparison, but upon further review, i'd say it was just good, like 6 out of 10.
what else... life goes on, i guess. i have friends getting married this summer, having kids, and buying homes, milestones most of which i've passed. the days are getting longer here, like it's light until 8 p.m. it really is the ideal time of year to be up here. before i got sick on sunday, i was outside quite a bit walking around and daydreaming about what the future holds for me.