Juby has a good weekend, gets on course, is a gigantic nerd, and Blade has awful luck
Remember how I was stressing about not being able to register for school? I was still pissy about it when friday came, bringing with it what I thought was my last chance to take classes this summer. I was all grumpy. Then, Saturday night, I went to the casino with Blade, still grumpy, because online classes started that day, and *I* wasn't in them. It didn't turn out to be a bad night, as I walked out with about 150 bucks. Sunday, however, I had not exactly gotten over it, but resigned myself to the fact that I'd just start in the fall. Apparently, I took that 150 and made it the 275 I went home with :D. It's really nice to go to the poker room and walk out of there with more money than I came with on a somewhat regular basis. :)
So, here I had a dilemma. Do I keep this almost 300 for a continuation of my poker bankroll, or since registration was still open for Tues, Thurs traditional classes, register for class? And, there was always the possibility that the crap holding up my financial aid had been cleared up...so I went to the school on monday, hoping beyond hope that the financial aid office would tell me that I could keep my money AND start classes the next day. Sadly, they told me that if I registered and paid today, that they could reimburse me next week.
So, I did it...and Poker has paid for my first semester of school. That phrase impresses me. I never thought I could say that, both the school part AND the poker part. :)
But, since my class (Sociology, *YAY*!) is an early class - 8:30 to 11:40 - it looks like our trips to the poker room are going to be cut back a bit. There's no way I'm going to be able to be functional at 8 am if I'm up till 4, so Monday and Wednesday night trips are *out*. I think this makes Blade sad, heh.
I was tired last night, but he wanted to go, since we weren't going to be able to go as often anymore, so I relented, but said I wasn't going to play, since I had reading to do and didn't want to leave a good majority of my homework to do the day before it was due, plus, I was sleepy and didn't want to play badly. So, in the midst of everyone walking by me, looking at me like I was a HUGE NERD, I sat, reading my books and taking my notes. I was tucked away into a little corner, so the noise really wasn't an issue, but I do find the chaos of the casino to be...comforting?
Blade came to visit now and then, bring me coffee and updates, but, just about as I was done with a major section of my reading, he came out and said "Ok, you can cry now." I looked at him, baffled. He had hit a bad beat jackpot hand...(A rare, seriously strong hand, beat by another rare, seriously strong hand. The casino takes a buck or so out of every regular pot and sticks it in a "Bad Beat Jackpot" fund - which was at about 40k last night. The loser of the hand takes 50% of the jackpot, the winner 25%, and the rest of the table splits the remaining 25%.) Blade's quad 5's got beat by quad 10's...which normally, would be a serious cause to celebrate, since we shoulda walked out of there with about TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS...but we didn't. His table was down to 5 people sitting, but one had wandered off to smoke or something and when the hand was dealt, there were only 4 people dealt cards. Yeah. *5* people need to be dealt cards. So, not only did he lose the pot, but the bad beat jackpot was a no go. He said "I almost barfed all over the table." Poor Blade.
So, here I am, still needing to finish up some reading, so I better get back to that.
So, here I had a dilemma. Do I keep this almost 300 for a continuation of my poker bankroll, or since registration was still open for Tues, Thurs traditional classes, register for class? And, there was always the possibility that the crap holding up my financial aid had been cleared up...so I went to the school on monday, hoping beyond hope that the financial aid office would tell me that I could keep my money AND start classes the next day. Sadly, they told me that if I registered and paid today, that they could reimburse me next week.
So, I did it...and Poker has paid for my first semester of school. That phrase impresses me. I never thought I could say that, both the school part AND the poker part. :)
But, since my class (Sociology, *YAY*!) is an early class - 8:30 to 11:40 - it looks like our trips to the poker room are going to be cut back a bit. There's no way I'm going to be able to be functional at 8 am if I'm up till 4, so Monday and Wednesday night trips are *out*. I think this makes Blade sad, heh.
I was tired last night, but he wanted to go, since we weren't going to be able to go as often anymore, so I relented, but said I wasn't going to play, since I had reading to do and didn't want to leave a good majority of my homework to do the day before it was due, plus, I was sleepy and didn't want to play badly. So, in the midst of everyone walking by me, looking at me like I was a HUGE NERD, I sat, reading my books and taking my notes. I was tucked away into a little corner, so the noise really wasn't an issue, but I do find the chaos of the casino to be...comforting?
Blade came to visit now and then, bring me coffee and updates, but, just about as I was done with a major section of my reading, he came out and said "Ok, you can cry now." I looked at him, baffled. He had hit a bad beat jackpot hand...(A rare, seriously strong hand, beat by another rare, seriously strong hand. The casino takes a buck or so out of every regular pot and sticks it in a "Bad Beat Jackpot" fund - which was at about 40k last night. The loser of the hand takes 50% of the jackpot, the winner 25%, and the rest of the table splits the remaining 25%.) Blade's quad 5's got beat by quad 10's...which normally, would be a serious cause to celebrate, since we shoulda walked out of there with about TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS...but we didn't. His table was down to 5 people sitting, but one had wandered off to smoke or something and when the hand was dealt, there were only 4 people dealt cards. Yeah. *5* people need to be dealt cards. So, not only did he lose the pot, but the bad beat jackpot was a no go. He said "I almost barfed all over the table." Poor Blade.
So, here I am, still needing to finish up some reading, so I better get back to that.
posted by Juby at 2:31 PM
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