Tonight is the night of the dime rebuy. A full hour of joint silliness. Folds will be mocked, walks even more so. Carson has some odds loosely calculated....they're interesting, to say the least.
I'm not 100% I'll be there. I hope to be as it looks like a giggle, but too many factors are sucking the fun right out of life at the moment - I feel like I'm wearing a "Kick Me" sign on my back that only the Fates in charge of friends, family, home and work issues can see.
One more kick and I may take up drinking heavily for a living.
Actually the drinking heavily sounds like a plan. Maybe I should stop by the liquor store and pick up some martini fixin's for tonight. HHhhmmmmm...martini fueled poker. Maybe the dime rebuy game is just what the doctor ordered.