Lather, Rinse, Repeat

This weekend was similar to last weekend, get up, go to work, attend event, go to bar, sleep, repeat. Except on Saturday between the event and the bar I was invited by the poker ladies to join them for an impromptu game of poker in a hotel suite downtown. Turns out a friend of the poker crowd was in town doing some work and had a suite so they decided what better place to play poker!

It was excellent, there were only five of us so in addition to playing we were getting tutorials on how much to bet, hands to play depending on your position and how to read other players. I felt like a high roller invited to hotel room for the big game with the old time players. I managed to hold on until the final three and unlike everyone else I played on my original $20.00 the whole time. At the end of the night they invited me to come and play with them at the cash games at the casino sometime. I was vaguely tempted but it is a bit of an expensive habit and given my already expensive bar habit I probably can’t afford both at this time. I also noted that the women, who play poker regularly, don’t drink so they are safe with their one vice.

Once finished it was back to the bar, for some much needed beer and good conversation, much like the night before, and Wednesday night (beer habit, very very expensive these days). Oh I forgot to mention, I did spend some of my Friday night with the bartender of my dreams. He and GB and I did a little drinking with some other work folks and after a few hours I have decided that he probably isn’t for me (nor I for him) but that is okay I still enjoyed the beer and good conversation.

Sunday was a bit of a different day (i.e. I didn’t drink). But I did shop! I bought a belt and GB bought a belt buckle and we went into what I can only describe and the most boring sex shop ever. It was like a Staples and a blockbuster combined. Clean white floors and white walls, neatly displayed inventory … but no heart. It was kinda sad really, I like a little character in my porn shops. It is no fun if you don’t feel a little naughty or at least feel something while you are there. There should be brightly colored walls, or rich carpeting or overly friendly staff talking to you to let you know that it is okay there is nothing dirty or wrong about being here, or buying anything. Sadly this had none of that so we left without much hoopla.

This week again brings days of work, drink, sleep repeat – beginning with a dinner party tonight and ending with two large events for work this weekend and the bar.

The soon to be detoxing Single Girl