Now That Was A Fun Poker Night

Saturday night at Angie's party was definitely much better than hanging out at the casino all those countless weekends. And to think I've been missing out on alcohol, music, and cool people. And more human interaction than check raising on the turn with the nuts. And no, I won't leave any blind items about what went on. Especially since there are people out there that can throw stones back at this glass house. This isn't Perez Hilton.

I got my a** up the next morning, and made it to the gym for cardio and strength. I did okay for the day, but then ate Pick-Up-Stix with Denise & John, and no one ordered vegetables, for which I substituted beef chow mein. Then I had a chocolate bar for dessert. Oh, and I had a bunch of Denise's brownies and cookies in the day.

I'm still at 76.6 kg, which means I won't be able to make my goal of 75 kg any time soon. I'm just maintaining, probably because I'm not restricting myself from the goodies that float around everywhere. It's not really important, I guess, since I'm pretty happy with where I'm at now. Bruce Lee can rest easier.