A pretty lame weekend for the history books. Spent it working, sleeping, pokering, coffeeing and mongolian BBQing. I wanted to go out out but every fiber in my body told me not to. I knew I'd be worrying too much about work anyway and wouldn't be 100% in party mode. One aspect of freelancing I wish I could change is that it sometimes feels like 24 hour job. There's always more work to be done.

Poker was the semi-highlight of the weekend, though. I invited my friend Daphne to come along since it's usually a total sausage-fest. She'd never played before and told me so and was hesitant about it and was worryin' about it and was makin' excuses about it, yet, guess who won? lol. This goes to prove first-timers always win the first game. I won back-to-back my first time as well and never since. Damn that first taste of victory! We played a second game but I lost early and didn't stick around to see who won. Oh well. There goes another 20 bones.

Anyway, still have today to try and salvage a crap weekend. The adventure continues...

TAK