Misadventures and quite-a-night.
Woke up, blah blah went to Danny K's tournament. Drew Bruce, this European-looking guy who's an A player. Again, with my 3A a 9-7 race. Final score: 6:7. Had trouble recalling the score somehow. Was it really 6:7? I know I had more than 5 (I know I had a red counter) and he had 9 with the 2 spotted. Right. Final score 6:7. Could've played better, but let's be honest: I really wanted/needed to leave.

Played this Asian guy Howard (B) and talked with Kammy (sp?), THE Asian girl of the tournament. Who's also from Taiwan (until 6yo), lived in Diamond Bar, can speak pretty good Mandarin, has a boyfriend. Will take into account.

Picked up Jon, met up with Mark and Susan and Ed and went to Soka. Got high around the dark bend, proceeded to an episode of social awkwardness. It was a clash of universe: clashes of universe are never good, take George for example. Ka-Boom. There's gotta be a clown in every gathering, I suppose since I knew everyone I gotta be the clown tonight.

Came back home, awkward goodbyes and half-hearted farewells, followed by heads-up poker with Ed. (this was round 11.5pm, no, gotta be at least 12.5) For a couple of hours of entertainment Ed pays me $5. Not a bad deal. Actually, it was an especially good deal, the deck was like hot coal, every hand I played I had a hand. Raped him thoroughlly. Winning or had him flding virtually every hand (I had lots of small blind blacks from Ed).

Good prep for this Saturday. The inebriated interaction was good prep for tomorrow. Good prep overall capped by some sleep which must happen now.