Yes, we have no bananas

I'm trying to post to keep a habit of it, and yet I have very little to post about. This, by the way, is why the Blogosphere is so full of goddamn noise, and here I am adding to it. Fabulous! (Or is that fabulating... *blows kiss to amalthya*)

I pretty much devoted all of Thursday to completing the poker marathon I needed to complete. I'm happy to report that I did indeed complete said marathon and got me some free money. I am sad to report that said free money was not enough to cover the losses I incurred during said marathon day. So...really...said "free" money could actually be considered somewhat costly money. And the cost of said costly money was more than the money was actually worth. Everyone still with me? :) But, no, there's a fallacy in there which fails to take into account that the cost of that money was shared between the money itself and the ridiculous number of poker hands I played. While I'll be the first to admit that I started getting pretty punchy toward the end, I do not believe that I was horrendously off my game. Just slightly off my game. So the loss I incurred, therefore, I am eager to chalk up to basically the usual profit fluctuations, and I'm not too worried about it. In summary, losing more money than I made was not actually the boneheaded maneuver it sounds like. In summary of the summary, I'll get it back eventually. :) I apologize to anyone still reading at this point. I'm apparently somewhat punchy now. Though I'm happy to report that I clocked out today before my punchiness took over, and I've already recovered much of what I lost during the marathon. Dig it.

Anyway, due to my having largely reduced my brain to oatmeal on Thursday, I spent much of Friday cold and motionless on the couch watching television. That wasn't my intention when I started the day, as the whole reason I fought through the punchiness on Thursday was to do chores on Friday, but I ended up doing no chores and instead putting a dent in the sofa and trying to figure out (at the half-hour mark) whether or not I'd already seen this episode of Law & Order. (To any who doubt my laziness, regardless of the outcome of that decision, there is no way I would have turned it off.)

My general loss of Friday segued me smoothly into the weekend, which I spent with Steph (panyang), during which we ate, slept, watched movies, and got attacked by rats. Good times!

I resolved that, owing to my largely unproductive-outside-of-poker week last week, I resolved to do the chores today that I had neglected to address on Friday. I can safely report that, as of this writing, I have done none of them. I have, however, gotten some other things done, so...that's almost as good. I'm going to give this "responsibilites" thing another shot tomorrow, though, so...wish me luck.

I feel quite braindead at the moment, for whatever reason, so I think I'm going to cut this one short. Eh...it's not even really being cut short, as I don't have anything else to report. :) I'll leave you, then, gentle readers, with a link and a reminder that the behavior of animals has much to teach us about ourselves. With that in mind, it should then be no surprise that even monkeys pay for porn. Peace out.