My boss is gone on vacation next week. She only works three days a week as it is. Meanwhile, the latest book approaching its messy deadline time — when all the design work has to be transmitted and all of the art gathered and sent ahead to the printer. This is when she usually leaves, and I'm the one who has to do all the rest of the work.
So, no real time for navel gazing right now. I'm going to have to think about things other than my self for a while and do some work, like an adult. (You're either adult enough to do the work, or your adult enough to not have to do the work and dump it on your assistant. It sucks being the first kind of adult. I wouldn't know about the second kind, but I bet it's nice.)
poker update: game 3 — bought in for $30; won $4; total for the year: -$59
(Played tight on purpose, slowly winning a little money. Was happy with the results, as I wasn't hitting any great cards. Up $20+ toward the end of the night I called Paul's all in with the nut straight. Unfortunately, he'd made a boat on fourth street. An avoidable call, probably. Also, must learn that playing tight doesn't mean making small, wussy bets. Sometimes you have to bet $10 to get someone off of their hand. $2-3 ain't gonna do it.)
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