I'm playing poker tonight. I haven't played for at least a month. When I realized this morning that it was Friday and I would not be doing yoga I felt sad. Last Friday I was wishing I could skip yoga and just go home. Today I wish I had yoga to look forward to.
I hope I play well. I would have to be really lucky to make it into the money, but I want to stick around later than 9:30. I played horribly last time, I had trouble even paying attention to my cards. If I get beat, but played it well it doesn't bug me, but if I make mistakes and miss opportunities it tortures me.
The guys have gotten really rowdy. I got bored and switched to yoga. They got bored and turned up the volume. Almost everyone has nicknames now. My brother-in-law, The Vice, tells me they call me Stretch now. It is going to be a big crowd tonight. We're playing on a new table in a freshly finished basement. The guy who taught me Donkey Ball-licker is supposed to be there, maybe I'll learn something new.
Wish me luck.