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For all you people who wants something to put them to sleep, I've gonna start a twitter cuz I'm bored as well.  Wonder how long I can make this last.

twitter.com/Supersi


Otherwise, my life sucks.  Can't wait til the years over with.  Only another month of hell and torture.

Sorry for my lack of updates, but lately I've avoided the chance to relive the horrors of the day through my writing.  It seems like the days are getting longer and lonelier as the year winds to a close.  It doesn't help that I've just had a horrendous week in poker and feel like dogshit.  I know I should correlate my wins/losses in poker with my real life emotions but its hard to forget the fact that you've lost close to $15,000 in the last couple weeks as it continues to haunt me while I sleep.  I find myself in a conundrum as I would rather not be asleep, yet being awake is just as shitty.  Likewise, I don't want to take a break a poker to clear my head but I'm stuck grinding away in order to reach supernova elite.  I feel like its the pokergods punishing me for slacking off at the beginning of the year and telling me that nothing in life comes easy, especially supernova elite.

In other depressing news, our turtle has died.  We believe the landlady came by and turned on the filter which caused the turtle to get sucked in and suffocate.  I found the lifeless body covered in dust and when I showed it to Jason, I could feel Jason's joy get sucked out of the room.  I was already depressed, but to see Jason wallowing made me almost shed a tear.  I'm sure our nameless turtle is living grand style up in turtle heaven. 

We finally got a personal asisstant the other day.  She is one of Nhi's sister's friends and she seems friendly enough and speak decent english.  Since her hiring, we having had to leave the house for any of those annoying errands that we would have to do each day.  Also, I've gotten her to go out and purchase things that I've wanted but have been too lazy to get.  It's a blessing since if I were to go out and buy these items, I would just find the most expensive and coolest products, but she seems to have sensible sense and taste and can buy these items at 10% of the price.  Which is good since I'm almost broke and now have to cut back on my spending. 

My sister should be coming by in a couple days.  We're preparing for the worst by boarding in the windows and making sure the levees are well built has Hurricane Linda gets ready to make landfall.  Pray that we all survive this ordeal, or at least hopefully Ngoc and Linda make nice and I can pawn my sister off on my  enemy   friend.

Don't really remember much from last week, so I'm guessing nothing exciting happened.  I've been able to win back half of my losses, so hopefully I make back the rest this week.  Still need to play a ton more poker if I want to make supernova elite.

Week Recap:

• Jason and I went to Nhi's wedding Friday.  We kept discussing about how marraige sucks and who would be tying the knot next.  We figured there was no one in our group of guys that was even close to being married, since each and everyone of them doesn't have a steady girlfriend or plan to ever get one.  If I had to put money on someone, it would have to be Jason, I guess.

• I went 2-1 in fantasy this week.  I beat Jason in both leagues and lost to Reynolds so I broke even moneywise.  But its much sweeter to win the 100 off Jason cuz it's actually of tangible value at the moment.

• I got a few items so my sister could bring over when she comes to Vietnam.  I got those Supra shoes (the bright red ones that I showed earlier) but in silver because it looked like I could actually wear them out more often.  i got a powerball so I can increase my wrist strength which will help my smash and backhand shots immensely. Furthermore, I got a pair of Shure e4c headphones.  My e3c aren't working that well anymore and I found them for only $150 on Amazon which is a bargain since I almost got them for $300 a few months ago.  I'm not sure if I'm gonna get those glasses.  I'm leaning towards yes though, since I'm always jealous when Jason puts on his smart face.

• Watched a few movies.  Finally viewed City of God with Ngoc.  I thought it was very good and lived up to the hype.  Also saw Stepbrothers, which was very funny as well.  It brightened my mood up after that nasty downswing.  Saw the Accidental Husband.  Don't even bother looking that movie up.  Terrible. Been listening to the new Bloc Party cd as well as Santogold's self titled album non stop recently. 

• Been learning how to use Adobe Photoshop.  Which reminds me, I should buy a book for Linda to bring over.  It's pretty fun to use and is very time consuming.  I've been working on just touching up photographs such as those wedding pictures.  If you can see, our teeth aren'y usually that pearly white and my complexion has never been better.  Hopefully, I can become a pro at photoshop since I'm planning on learning photography come next year when I have more freetime.  I really want to go to Costa Rica and take this half surfing, half photography class for three months. 

Jason and I went to Nhi's wedding tonight, "suited up" so well that we could have been extras on Mad Men.  Couple pictures to wet your appetite.

Here's us at the dinner table toasting her on her happy day.  She's glowing with glee.



Here's us with the newlyweds.  He's actually pretty good looking.  Wished I had his eyebrows.



And here's Jason snapping a quick photo of yours truly strutting out like it was a runway

Three hours later and I've stopped being angry.  Now I'm depressed.  Downloaded the new Bloc Party cd off bit torrent.  The music's really setting my mood.  I'm lonely.  Its 4 am, and the world is asleep.  Hoai didn't come over, probably because she was with some guy in a hotel.  Sigh...

Still 13 hours until Pineapple Express is done being downloaded.
9 and half hours until Nick and Norah...
8 hours until City of God...
40 hours until Bladerunner...

So bored.  Quit playing poker.  Nothing to watch.  Read all my favorites.  Even read all of Ngoc's blog.  Saw her boyfriend.  Will reserve my opinion.

Got the AC blowing at max speed, it's freezing and I got my hoodie on, noise cancellation headphones on, and a soundtrack of despair.  Room's barely lit.  Maybe I'll try sleeping again.  Least I won't be lonely in my dreams.  Maria will keep me warm.

Pardon me while I rant a little.  I'm usually a jolly guy, but losing a month's worth of hard work will make any person go cuckoo for cocoa puffs.  I wouldn't describe myself as superstitious, more like understitious, but lately I've noticed a certain pattern when Jason walks into my room while I'm playing poker.  It's like when you're watching a scary movie and the ominous music starts up and the high school football stud says, "I gotta go to the bathroom."  The audience gets on the edge of their seats, knowing full well that the C-list actor won't be making it back to shag his girlfriend cheerleader.  When Jason enters the room, I can already hear the organ chords playing over my iTunes.  Recently, Jason's been the grip reaper to my diminishing poker bankroll, slashing and marauding until all thats left my bloody corpse forced to play freerolls and play money tournaments a la ArdyJay circa 2006. 

sigh...I know, I know.  Its time to call the


I know it's too early to extrapolate any relationship between Jason and my sudden downswing, but I'm frustrated and I need to fine a reason why I'm beginning to lose.  Either way, Jason is banned from the room while I'm playing poker.  He can talk to me through my tiny window or by instant messenger.  I love the guy.  Thats why I don't want him ending up like Gerard is to him.  Grrrrrrr...good thing you got your sweater back.  The leaves are changing colors, must mean its autumn time.  You wouldn't want to freeze to death.

Hate life.  Hate the world.  Hate poker.  Hate swings.  Hate playgrounds.  Hate see-saws.  Hate that blind lady that holds up the balance in the courtrooms.  Hate jury duty.  Hate the number 12. Love Si.  Hate math.  Hate Ngoc who says shes good at math.  Hate Kumho because those buildings are so damn big.  Hate heights.  Hate falling.  Hate my poker graph because the falling line makes it looks like an ugly trapezoid.  Hate Jason for making me draw an ugly trapezoid.

Grrr...and my balls smell.  Wtf.  Why can't I scratch my balls, and sniff roses?  Nothing's going right today.  I can't go back to sleep.  Already slept 16 hours today.  And why can't something exciting happen in Hollywood already.  Its the same damn stories on Perez Hilton.  Who cares that those girls dumped Hugh Hefner.  He's got girls lined up like he was a Krispy Kreme at fat camp.  Something exciting better happen at the wedding tomorrow.  Hopefully it's open bar, because I'm gonna get aggressive like Mark Walberg in Fear.  Thanksgiving is gonna come early with all the stuffing I'm gonna dish out.  These girls better get their "O-face" ready.



God damn my balls are red.  Note: don't mix eating flaming hot cheetos and balls scratching.  Be tee dubya, I hate my new Calving Klein boxer briefs.  Okay, theyre not that bad, but they need to make a slit where I can piss through.  I hate having to pull my pants down to piss.  If I wanted to pull my pants down to go to the bathroom, my mother would have given me a vagina and called me Gloria. 

Fuck, I hate fat people.  Good thing Jason's not fat anymore, or else he'd make two of my list.  Thats definitely a no-no.  I can live with him making me lose at poker, but if he were fat AND making me lose at poker, I'd make sure he had a nice breakfast tomorrow with a side of cyanide.  And you'd know he'd eat it up too --- if he were fat.  Because fat people eat everything.  Fat people make the world so miserable to live in.  You know why there are potholes in the street?  It's because fat people decided to take a walk and they fell because their legs couldn't support all that weight.  You know, gravity and everything.  Its a fact.  Look it up on Wikipedia.    Fat people block entry ways.  They shouldn't be allowed in movie theatres or planes cuz it's like a fire hazard.  What if everyone had to escape and a fat guy was sludging up the aisle?  Everyone would die.  And why do you think there's such a food shortage in the world?  Cuz fat people don't share when it comes to food.  You think if a fat guy was walking down a street with a box full of doughnuts and saw a kid starving to death, he'd give the poor kid a doughnut?  Fuck no.  Because this would never happen.  The fat guy would have already eaten all the doughnuts by the time he paid at the cash register.   You can also blame global warming on fat people (they give off more energy). 

And fuck Canada.  "Oh look at me and my maple leaf flag. And I'm so cultured because I can speak English and French."  Who gives a shit anyways? 

from the ass whooping I got on pokerstars today.  Seemed like I got a delayed doomswitch.  I basically lost back everything I won for the month plus more.  Here's the beautiful graph.  I must admit...after the first two thousand, I was on a little tilt.  Hopefully, I'm off tilt and can regain my compusure and start the month anew.

But I gotta have this duffel bag from Louis Vuitton x Murakami.


And when I say I gotta have, I really mean I must fucking have this thing or else I'm not gonna be able to sleep at night.  It's going to be tiny green bags jumping tiny fences in my head for weeks on end.  Obviously it was a limited edition run and now its impossible for me to find in stores.  The original price was $2000.  I think I'm willing to pay close to $3000 for it.  If anyone finds me an AUTHENTIC SURE THING, I'm down to ship $100.  I'm like the little nine year old boy that twisted on the floor wailing for my mom to buy me the new teenage ninja turtles action figure.

Sigh...must learn how to save money and buy superfluous items.

Oh, I also found the most beautiful face on the planet.  Obvious she's a famous Japanese porn star.  Who cares, right?  I mean, I'm jobless and I would kill to be a porn star.  I shouldn't be so hypocritical, right.

As planned, Ngoc and I spent Saturday morning wandering through District 1 looking for knick knacks to decorate our room.  First we ate breakfast at Jaspas to fuel us with energy.  Being on the schedule that I'm on, I hadn't slept all night and didnt actually eat anything besides crab at around 2 am so I was starving.  The first couple hours was basically pointless.  All the shops sucked. 

Here she is eating at Jaspas and looking like Pandington Bear
 



After a mid-morning coffee break at Gloria Jeans, we continued our adventure and finally ended up on a street with better items.  I showed her a shop that carried old Vietnamese wartime propaganda posters and we both bought replicas for 10 bucks.  I think it'll make a nice addition to my bare walls as soon as I find a frame for it.  I also found a place where I can blow up pictures to giant sized so I'm excited to bring in some Megas Fox photos and make 8 foot poster for my pseudo-foyer in my bedroom.  I'm obviously gonna deck it out in a pimped out gold frame which I'm gonna expect to cost an arm and a leg.  The posters were the only things we bought, but I found some nice lamps that I might get once I find a bedside table.  Still need an alarm clock.

And here's a bike Ngoc was infatuated with.  She would look pretty badass driving this




When I got home it was around 2 PM, usually my bedtime, but I couldn't fall asleep; I just kept tossing and turning.  I usually do most of my thinking and daydreaming while I try to fall asleep, and today for some reason I just had a lot on my mind.  Nothing important, just stupid thoughts that continued to progress into stupider thoughts.  Eventually I just gave up trying to sleep and tried to play some poker.  I only got in 30 minutes when pokerstars had a system restart.  Fun. 

So I used this opportunity to catch up on the new Gossip Girl season saved on Ardem's slingbox.  He keeps telling me to watch them because he's running out of room, so I watched the first three episodes and ordered some Thai delivery.  Yummy in my tummy.  I'm glad I watched them because I'm always a sucker for some teen drama.  It made me realized how much I missed spending hours on ends every night watching my Tivo.

Pokerwise, its been a good start to the month.  I won $3000 the first three days at 1/2 as I keep continuing to win everyday.  I feel like I'm playing exceptional, probably my best ever and its giving me the confidence to go tell my uncle that I cannot work for him.  There's no way I'm giving up time when I'm making so much in poker right now.  Poker is fun again (usually is when you're winning).  The last couple months it was a real grind, but after having such a successful run, its becoming the joy it once was.  I'm playing SO WELL that I'm actually fading the doomswitch.