Recovering from cancelling some things I really wanted to do, losing hundreds of dollars in the process, and skipping work thereby. That and just a little too late playing poker, and trying to get home while making all the wrong decisions. Because of screwed-up NJ Rail tracks, where only one of four rails were working. This put me home at around 3:45. I might as well have stayed for the rest of the game.
World Poker Tour championship on the Travel Channel (thanks to TiVo): what a last hand! It was an amazing race, right until the river. The WPT series, despite some problems (<cough>Vince Van Patten</cough>) is amazingly well put together, well-paced, and a solid foundation, hopefully, for next year’s tour.
Wednesday: Went to Connecticut for a proof of concept. I got there at the right time, having only traveled for about two and a half horus, which is what it should be. Despite leaving somewhat early, hit monstrous traffic on the way back over the Tappan Zee and Garden State Parkway. Also made many wrong decisions while going home, steadily dehydrating. Almost got into two accidents with the stop and go traffic. Turned off at Clark, where the only road to town had suddenly turned into a one-lane bridge. Got home three and a half hours after work. Blech.
Nothing of note really, lost in a fog of my own ineffectualness: meant to go to Atlantic City this weekend, but suddenly overwhelmed by inertia.
7:51:06 PM 
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