With Your Hands on Your Head--Or on the Trigger of your Gun

Friday,

Won a bunch playing poker last night.
Surprising, because the pills I am taking for my toofache are very strong, but not surprising because these young guys watch a little poker on ESPN, and think they are legends.

Then they CRY when you beat them, and resort to namecalling.
It is so cute.

I am hoping to finish this (boring) project today, but I know I won't.

Mailing a letter to my father today...hope it is well received.
Poor Ros is waiting for Pamprin to kick in, while I am waiting for my pain pill to kick in.

Come on pills...do your stuff.