still recovering from a crazy intense week of F-U-N. get me off the crazy train. with the exception of a welcome wakeup call at 7:30a from garrett, i slept until 11:37a. i haven't slept that late in FOREVER. barely made it in time to have lunch with karen from my church. she is so rockin' that girl. the sweetest spirit and most generous of hearts to boot. ten props.

i HEART my ltg! fugees rock! no grownups in the house tonight, so we ate maggiano's takeout (YUM) and played like fifty thousand rounds of texas hold'em. given the opportunity, young and joe wouldn't eat for a month to get a good game going. young will bet the socks off your feet if it means he can win. stakes: bottom five cooks for the top four. i thought i was going to eat it for sure. poker is a total mystery to me. i can see people's minds churning little numbers and probability games in their heads, while i stare at my ninth set of queen and three thinking: "what am i supposed to do? to buy in or not to buy in?" my one win: i went all in and won on a two-pair. course my all-in was like 75 cents; that's all i had left. but due to some big bets and an upset (sorry bobby) ... i don't have to cook! woo hoo! but it's so fun to just hang out with my small group. they are a loverly group of folks.

pray for my cello recital. kachiu and i practiced thursday night at farley house and she howled through most of it. i kept mishitting notes and it sounded so crappy ... she couldn't help busting up. it bust me up. sigh. i need a miracle.