  Aye, lot's of working on my part, and I'm working again tomorrow. Man this long weekend is blowing chunks so far. But whatever, this week I was up in gambling and that's pretty good. I think I'm only down like $40-60 over the past two months, which isn't too bad, considering.
I'm getting pretty comfortable playing against Steve Parm, Naveer, Tai and Patrick. At first I was scared of them, and after playing a week or so against them, I'm starting to feel out how they play and there's nothing to be afraid of. I've beat them all at least once so far, and although they're all a little more loose than I am, I don't think they're that much better than me, aside from the fact they're all more experienced, as they play WAY more than me. In other news, I went to Turtle Jacks after work today, and they seem to keep serving me every time. Heh, this time we got a pitcher of beer and I knocked back a few. I think 3 glasses in total, and having alcohol flush isn't too fun. It's not really a big deal, as I'm not even remotely drunk, but my face turns red which causes people to worry... but whatever, just building up that alcohol tolerance. In any case, the weird story of the day was that Vanessa who's like 28, met up with someone working at Turtle Jacks, apparently they both graduated in the same year from Notre Dame (in Brampton).
That's really weird, 10 or so years later, you end up bumping into someone... and actually able to recognize them. I also learned that with about 1000 dollars, I could spend a good two weeks in Mexico at a 5 star hotel, all expenses payed.. and that, I should get my Smart Serve certificate and then a bartending certificate when I turn 19 and I think Calgary won vs Canucks, but I'm not quite sure as I wasn't really payting attention that much.
I like the Flames way more than the Canucks. I guess people don't change much over time. Especially in their later years. Another thing, I recovered from my thumb and index finger numbness like a couple days ago, and today, I was carving again, and guess what?! It's back. I can't feel my thumb nor index finger, and it's a bitch to type. Feels so damn weird. Crud, I smell like meat.. gotta shower.. gotta sleep.. wake up to another day of meat grillin' and meat carvin'. Later days. 
