END OF SABBATICAL

My decision to stay away from ingesting narcotics this month was described as a "sabbatical" by one of Jansen's friends. It's a cool description but ultimately doesn't work by definition. Sabbaticals usually refer to paid leaves of absence every seven years. It hasn't been that long and this certainly isn't paid, so I need a better way to describe this "fast".

I took my cuz and her husband to Ontario Mills for some shopping. I dropped them off and tried to return my jewelry scale to Sam at M&M Smoke Shop. Of course he refused so my next move is to get it repaired by the manufacturer. The stupid thing works fine but eats up the batteries you put in them.

Then I went home and worked out. After, I picked them up and had dinner at home. Sinigang with beef ribs. Good but I still prefer pork.

Then off to Jansen's to celebrate the end of my sabbatical. We picked-up some yay and I brought the jay that I had rolled in Vegas with Richie the last time. I watched "Walking the Line" and when midnight rolled around, the jay was lit and the rails were killed. It felt good to be back.

Of course, poker had to be played and I ended up winning every game but one with Tam and Jansen. We played 7-card stud, pot limit Omaha, limit Hold 'em and no limit Hold 'em. The only one I lost was stud. Got home at 4:30am.