Friday, February 15, 2008
Valentine's Day and Breaking Up
The day-to-day passion just wasn't there any more. I would give my full effort, and only sometimes be satisfied. That's just not FAIR. Was she fucking with me? Playing mind-games? I mean, you think you know somebody after a year or so of being with them. Then you look back and realize that it's complete shit. I know this is a crappy time for a breakup, 2/14, but if you can't ditch somebody that's not doing you any good, you're just going to go down with them.
Memories are never good for this thing. You need your friends around you. Objectivity. Maybe a diary. Or a database.
And so, Ultimate Bet, I'm ditching you. It's been a good run, but you're not what I wanted you to be. I've left a couple hundred in your account, lest I feel the need for some post-breakup action, but I'm banging (profits out of) your younger, looser, less-intelligent sibling, Absolute Poker, after M0niker and Malfaire bragged about her. Sloppy thirds?
Brag: Tripled UB cash investment, ran strong in last 2/3 of time there. 50NL is beatable.
Beat: Not rolled for 50NL. Low winrate. Too many breakeven stretches. Still at 25NL.
Variance: can now 4 table.
My REAL Valentine's Day was key. I told my girl that I wasn't suffering through overpacked restaurants for lesser-quality food. And she understands. Kim's appreciates it when I spend $250 on a good dinner, but like me, it had better be a $250 experience. That means good atmosphere, service, AND food.
That shit does not happen on V-day. Restaurants add more tables, overbalancing the delicate equation that governs the relationship between raw materials, restaurant workers, and happy customers. Too much throughput/WIP and not enough worker bees = unhappy, crowded diners.
Instead I made a bacon-wrapped pork tenderloin (DOUBLE PIG BIATCH!) slathered in mangoes and peaches, crab macaroni/cheese, Bananas Foster, and a decent bottle of Spanish Malbec (sorta dry red). Effin' tasty. Bonus points from appreciative girlfriend. And very little hassle, as we cook together at least once a week.
advice: Do this. Seriously. Get a recipe from allrecipes.com. Spend $30-50 on ingredients. Find a girl that likes to be involved. Print out the recipe, and then highlight stuff she can do. Like chopping or mixing. Respect the rule: you must be drinking while you're cooking. Make sure that you're the one doing the seasoning/finishing touches. And make out with her while it's in the oven, so she's thinking about dessert (you) during dinner. Then baste her.
lolz
Memories are never good for this thing. You need your friends around you. Objectivity. Maybe a diary. Or a database.
And so, Ultimate Bet, I'm ditching you. It's been a good run, but you're not what I wanted you to be. I've left a couple hundred in your account, lest I feel the need for some post-breakup action, but I'm banging (profits out of) your younger, looser, less-intelligent sibling, Absolute Poker, after M0niker and Malfaire bragged about her. Sloppy thirds?
Brag: Tripled UB cash investment, ran strong in last 2/3 of time there. 50NL is beatable.
Beat: Not rolled for 50NL. Low winrate. Too many breakeven stretches. Still at 25NL.
Variance: can now 4 table.
My REAL Valentine's Day was key. I told my girl that I wasn't suffering through overpacked restaurants for lesser-quality food. And she understands. Kim's appreciates it when I spend $250 on a good dinner, but like me, it had better be a $250 experience. That means good atmosphere, service, AND food.
That shit does not happen on V-day. Restaurants add more tables, overbalancing the delicate equation that governs the relationship between raw materials, restaurant workers, and happy customers. Too much throughput/WIP and not enough worker bees = unhappy, crowded diners.
Instead I made a bacon-wrapped pork tenderloin (DOUBLE PIG BIATCH!) slathered in mangoes and peaches, crab macaroni/cheese, Bananas Foster, and a decent bottle of Spanish Malbec (sorta dry red). Effin' tasty. Bonus points from appreciative girlfriend. And very little hassle, as we cook together at least once a week.
advice: Do this. Seriously. Get a recipe from allrecipes.com. Spend $30-50 on ingredients. Find a girl that likes to be involved. Print out the recipe, and then highlight stuff she can do. Like chopping or mixing. Respect the rule: you must be drinking while you're cooking. Make sure that you're the one doing the seasoning/finishing touches. And make out with her while it's in the oven, so she's thinking about dessert (you) during dinner. Then baste her.
lolz
# posted by OneGreenChip : 11:20 AM
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