I've decided that it's still too early to actually work on either TOK, World Lit., or SL History IA. I mean, I've got a whole... few... days left. That's plenty of time.
If it's not due 5 minutes from now, don't let me think about it. I can't work unless it's for real, unless it's one of those situations where not working means death. I don't fear possible (or even, likely) future death. Only the here and now, or the immediately imminent and unavoidably clear.
This will bite me in the ass. Just wait and see. Until it does though, enjoy this blog. And anything else about me you find amusing, interesting, or stupid. Come on... I have to be good for something.
Reading (for the first time in ages, still haven't touched Brave New World) The Theory of Poker, by Sklansky. It makes me drool. Careful, floor is wet. Ceiling's sort of dripping too. Don't really know how that got there. Omaha seems to attract a lot of people who have no idea what's going on. Beginning hold'em players are much tougher to break than beginning omaha players. Oh man, the average omaha player, who thinks he sort of knows what's going on, is so fishyyy. Yum.
Watch out kids, daddy's got a sushi-tooth tonight.
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