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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.

Gaaah! Totally Stalled. >:(

*Sigh*.  And *GRRRRR*.  My plans for school have been completely stalled by freaking money.  I hate money.  OOPS...I suppose I shouldn't say that, then it will stay away.  I *like* money, I enjoy its presence greatly.  But when it's not here, it makes me sad.

While poker paid for fixing my car and getting insurance and tires, it did not pay for my first semester of school...which starts in like 3 weeks.  I'd filled out my FAFSA like weeks ago, trying to be on the ball and on top of shit.  But apparentlly that doesn't matter, because I got a notice in the mail that I need to provide verification of my income and expenses.  Because of the fact that I'm "lucky"* to have the kind of mother who will pay for everything I *NEED* I don't have any income verification.  
So I had to explaing to the financial aid office that I'm pretty much a sponge.  Hate that.  It actually wasn't *HORRIBLE*, but still.

So, I get through explaining (complete with a 1 page written summary) and the girl smiles at me (she was very nice), and takes my forms, and says "We'll let you know in 2 to 4 weeks.".  Did I mention that the summer semester is in THREE weeks?  That's cutting it REALLY close, *IF* I make the deadline.  And there's nothing I can do about it.  I'm stalled, I have to wait, and there's NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT.  

I'm really afraid of the wind being pulled out of my sails on this.  Procrastination and I are LONG time companions, and while I get the gumption to push him aside every so often, he's rather willing to wait till there's a teeny opening in the door for him to push his foot into and come back in.  In fact, I think he's waiting in the bathroom right now, in the piles of laundry, heh.

So, onto the scholarship search.  It's the only thing I can do to keep 
Procrastination at bay.
 
*In quotes because while it might seem like a cushy life to have my living expenses paid fully, it does come with it's own mental costs.  I'd almost rather be broke and on welfare and collecting child support than to have to be dependant on someone for basic things.  Hate dependancy.  *sigh*

Blame l337 speak on Great Great Great Grandparents!

So, I got a wild hair* tonight to look up the etymology of the phrase "O.K." (shush, all of you, I fully own my nerdosity!) and what I found was rather interesting:

From The Straight Dope:

The abbreviation fad began in Boston in the summer of 1838 and spread to New York and New Orleans in 1839. The Boston newspapers began referring satirically to the local swells as OFM, "our first men," and used expressions like NG, "no go," GT, "gone to Texas," and SP, "small potatoes."

Many of the abbreviated expressions were exaggerated misspellings, a stock in trade of the humorists of the day. One predecessor of OK was OW, "oll wright," and there was also KY, "know yuse," KG, "know go," and NS, "nuff said.

 This amused me quite a bit, seeing that there had been a fad for acronyms so far from the past.

I greatly trust Cecil, but that article seriously smacks of "April Fool's material", so I checked with Wiki, which, to my amusement, confirmed it.

OMG, LOL! *grin*

*Using this phrase, of course, lead me to look up the etymology of "Wild Hare"...which, actually makes sense:

It originated from "had a wild hare up my ". If you had a wild rabbit in your backside... you'd probably jump without thinking.

Just got home from the casino...

With my biggest poker win to date...after paying Blade back the $100 for the buy in, I've got SEVEN HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE DOLLARS in my pocket!

WOO!!

Now poker's bought insurance for my car, and my first semester of school :)  

If only I could do this every weekend, heh.

(Yes, it is 6am.... I sat at the table for about 5 hours :) )

Holy Crap! And another one!

So, I'll probably keep using the "OMG, I posted again!" titles until...I get bored with it?  Or maybe untill posting is a habit.

Finally got my FAFSA info in, so hopefully in a few weeks I'll actually be able to register for classes, yay :)

I was supposed to see Pirates 3 last night, but didn't manage to, since my friend was out of money and tired, so I'm slightly pouty.  I would really like to see these movies that are coming out and I want to see, but either 1) I have no cash 2) I have no one to go with since the BF is ... not interested in a lot of the movies I think will be amusing or 3) I have no time to do it.  I wanted to see Spiderman 3 as well, and didn't get around to it.  Maybe I need new friends, heh ;)

I'm not certain how posting on the weekend is going to work yet.  Hopefully the weekend doesn't screw up any fledgling habits I've started in on.

Wow, two days in a row...

Are you as shocked as I am?  Heh :)

I'm a little concerned about today.  Yesterday felt so productive...today feels...not.  Today I want to crawl back into bed, but that's a very bad habit I need to break.

I guess yesterday felt more productive because I was actually able to work towards my goal of going back to school.  I went down to the college, got my paperwork all ready, took (and did excellently on) my Placement Tests, and the counselor, not a scary lady at all, much to my relief, got me set up to register for 2 classes this summer.  

The summer semester is tougher, apparently.  It's only 7 weeks long, but with the same amount of material presented in a standard semester.  2 classes equals out to a full time course load.  And the classes are online, as well, which means I need to make sure my ass is disciplined.

Slightly daunting, really.  Especially since I've done all I can do for the moment.  I need to wait for my financial aid crap to go through before I can actually register, which takes between 3 and 6 weeks.

I hate waiting.  I'm afraid I'll lose my wherewithall and momentum.

Don't want to go back to bed.  *sigh*