SNutizzle

Today is weird. I woke up starving, but also with not much mood to eat (and that is highly unlike me...I am an eat-a-saurus rex). I'm not a morning talker, I hate having to talk to anyone until I've been awake at least an hour. It's just how I am. Yet I can sit here and type til my fingers fall off.

When I got to school, I decided to start breaking the news to teachers that I won't be back next year. That was tough. The thing is, I feel sad, because I do love the people I work with, but I feel more excited and relieved than sadness. One might think I'd be scared shitless right now to just head off across the country, not knowing exactly where I'm living yet or what job I'll be doing, but instead of being afraid of this "unknown," I am actually really exhilarated by it.

Came in to work and began to think "a week from now I'll be in a chair in Vegas ready to watch March Madness" and a feeling of happiness swept over me! I don't know what it is about basketball and the tournament, but I seriously live for it every year. I can't think of much that excites me more except the WSOP, and even that falls second I think. So I start checking out the weather and it's glorious there right now, but they're going to hit a cold spell over the weekend (cold for Vegas = 50s) and I just hope that it climbs back up so that I get some pool time. I suppose if there is going to be pool time, maybe it's good that I'm curbing my eat-a-saurus rex tendencies. Bathing suit will fit better and maybe I can look attractive and like I belong at a pool, and not like a beached whale LOL.

My friends think I'm weird because I packed my suitcase on Sunday March 2nd. What they don't "get" is that the clothes I wear in Vegas are not ones I need here in C-bus....case and point....the "ho-ed out" outfits which are run of the mill in Vegas, would make me look like a dime store hooker anywhere in Dublin and obviously can't be worn to teach in. Also, I wouldn't be wearing capri pants or shorts in 30 degree weather here, yet they are perfect for 70s.....I am not wearing flip flops in two feet of snow....you get my point. So other than toiletries that I use on a daily basis, my jeans and underoos...(which I HATE when people call them panties...we had an entire lunch room argument about this horrific word yesterday LOL)...I am packed.

Last night, I was so bummed about not playing the bad beats tournament. I sat down and bubbled (no kidding, 4th place in all 4 I believe) 2 $33 SNGS and 2 $11 ones. I was pissed. So I took my remaining $43 and sat down .50/1.00 NLHE and turned it into $100 in about 40 minutes. So that helped a bit. The people at my table were incredibly donkish, they were so easy to make money off, it was unreal. I didn't need some fancy software to know which people sucked LOL. At least last night it was pretty apparent who to get into it with and who not to....

Thinking ahead, this is so NOT a poker weekend. I am used to living and breathing it from Friday night through Sunday, but all I have this time is league. That should give me time to breathe and think (and save money, albeit not potentially make any more either) and be ready for Vegas. Although I will be consumed by basketball, some singing stuff, pool time, etc. while I'm there....I will make sure I get some type of good session every day. Supposed to be there for 12 nights....we'll see how the first few days go to determine if that 12 nights actually happens. The trip is supposed to go through my birthday and I will be majorly disappointed if my birthday ends up back here in CBus....but I also have $.09 in my checking right now (fortunately getting paid tomorrow), so we'll see.

More people should blog on here. It's fun and pretty enjoyable to read. I love Charlton's. Scott told me last night he enjoys my writings, so now I feel pressure to say interesting things, and sometimes words just fall out without much thought or arrangement