So I'm feeling much better, but I still can't speak, at least not well. This is probably better for everyone at the coffeehouse where I sit all day to grade papers because no one can hear me curse out my students for NOT FOLLOWING DIRECTIONS, but it still makes life awkward. I whispered my way through a dinner party on Saturday and made B order for me when we went out to brunch yesterday. However, none of this stopped me from cursing, as much as I was able, when I went all in as the short stack with pocket 7s in our local poker game Saturday night only to find out that Jayson, who was on some kind of unstoppable streak that night, had pocket 8s. He hit a third 8 on the flop.
Which prompted the outburst.
Which is probably why I still can't speak even though the cold is almost gone.
At least you used your words for something creative, like swearing.
Posted by: Churlita | April 24, 2007 at 10:07 AM
Please don't spell my name with a "Y" again. I don't remember you making much of a stink about the hand, but that's probably because it ranked low on the Becky Outburst scale, in relative terms.
Posted by: Jason | May 21, 2007 at 02:27 PM