One Long Tuesday

Last Tuesday was a horrible day. The day before I decided I was going to go stay at my mom’s house in Troy, Illinois to see my little sisters and such. While I was over there, a few of my poker buddies who I had not played cards with in over three weeks gave me a call and said they were going to start a cash game down the road from my moms. I had not played in awhile due to Full Tilt being shut down and me being busy with school so I decided I would go ahead and play. I bought in for $20, lost that. Borrowed $20, lost that. Borrowed another $20, and was able to win enough while paying off the person I had borrowed money off of to still walk away up $94. Not too shabby for being negative $60 at one point. Then I went home. I arrived home somewhere around 1:30p.m. Sometimes it is very hot in my room at my moms house and the bed is not as comfortable as my foam mattress at my dad’s house. I found a fan and turned it on full blast. I still managed to become hot underneath the blankets. After about three hours of discomfort, I changed blankets. I layed some more still unable to get comfortable. Stared at the bright red numbers on my alarm clock. I somehow managed to fall asleep somewhere around the time of 5:30 a.m. Unfortunately, the next day my class began at 8 a.m.