OK, so last night we had our first poker tournament since I'm back. Seven people: me, Tom, Charlie, Foti, Nick, Nick, and Spiro. $25 buy in. Very first hand I get pocket aces, and Spiro raises to me, I think ten bucks. We started with 150. I reraise another 30, and he calls. Flop was king queen 4. He bets 30, I go all-in, he folds. Man, I was shaking after that. Anyway, everyone calls everything with garbage in these games, so I was just playing real premium hands. Nick stuck jacks and 6s on Tom who had kings, and there was other various nasty stuff. So I get pocket queens a while later, and I raise 25 to come in. Two guys call me, Tom and Foti. The flop was jack 7 2. They both check, I bet 60, and Foti raises all in. I think about it, then call him. He had a flush draw, but didn't catch so I doubled up and took the chip lead. Soon Spiro and Charlie get whacked, and then Nick and Tom a little later. Nick was just retarded because he was giving his chips away, and he gave his whole stack to Foti calling with just ace high to go out. I was pissed because it kills the whole balance of the game. Foti now had a huge stack, even though he was in trouble after the hand with me. So it's me, Foti, and the other Nick, and we're all about even. I get pocket 4's after a while, and I just limp in. Foti raises 30. I told myself to go all-in because he wouldn't be able to call me, but I flat called him. The flop was 9 3 3, and he bet out 80. I figured he was full of it, and he just had overcards. I went all in, and he called. He had 9 10. Man I was so pissed, I totally screwed it up. So anyway, Nick ended up beating Foti, then me, Tom, Charlie, and Foti all went to my house to play some pool and gamble some more, haha. Me and Tom were on one team, Charlie and Foti on the other. We get in the house, and Matt is sleeping in the basement, and he won't leave. I tell him he can sleep in my bed, and we each offer him $5 to go, for $20 total. No dice. Matt curses and mumbles, so we decide to play anyway. Me and Tom took $30 apiece off them, so it covered our buy-in, plus 5. By time we were done it was 7:30, so we went to get some breakfast at the diner. I came back and passed out for a while. When I got up, I bummed around, then we went to see Korin off for her junior prom, which is costing insane amounts of money and production, and it's not even the real prom! Kids these days... Plus, she's going with this guy named Vito, and I don't trust guys named Vito. He showed up late, had on a pink tie, and a beard. All things I don't trust. She won't be back until tomorrow sometime. After that, we had Papa's birthday dinner at Chili's, with most of the family there, so I got to see everyone. Then the Nets lost, and I'm angry now because we should be able to kill the Pistons. I also fought Matt a bunch of times in Fight Night and beat the bejesus out of him with Frazier, HAHAHA. Now little Jim is sleeping over. I think tomorrow I'm going to try and see Van Helsing, which looks pretty cool. Anyway, I'm writing way too much, so I'll end it here. Night.