And then ...

So after sleeping thru the limit event starting time, with dual alarm
failure . 1 = am/pm and 2= not turned on .
I tired to sign up for the main event, after picking up
the cash from ozgary. Yep 10k in well not so crisp 100s.
Earlier in the day i found out neteller had blocked my account
but that was coz i tried to log on in the US which is a nono,
so its ok i havent lost a whole heap of money. Anyway
go to the cage to sign up, theres a special place for international
people, which can skip the other stupid line, I have only
really discovered this 6 weeks into the wsop. Better late
than never. So i register and find out for day 3, im drawn
into the tent*

*tent -this big pavilion/marquee thing harrahs has constructed
which used to be the food area last year. It is airconditioned but its outside
in the 40+ degree weather and hence its not that cool, and it smellls
like poker players in there. One of the days it was really windy,
people actually thought it was going to blow over, and someone
was walking outside and got cut by a piece of flying metal. So the
tent, is not optimal.

As a result im not that thrilled about this. But what can you do ?
Also you could be stuck in there for 10 hours +. The lady says
well you can change your day if you have a reason. Being
a nice lady, she says its ok you dont need a real reason, and tells
the superivsor, that i changed my mind a bit late, and i wanted
to play day 2 ! She redraws for me, and yep maximum, im in the
tent again for day 2 ! Fk it , there are 60 of 240 tables in the tent,
so im a 1 in 4 shot of being in there. She says well come again
tomorrow and try.

So after that grab dinner with a friend, and for some reason
i feel like playing blackjack. 10 hours later, $3500 down ,
in a bid to get my room comped. I go to bed after 7am.
Tho the funny thing while playing, was i realised i didnt
actually need to be anywhere at any time, it was kind of
surreal. Not having any obligations, commitments. I felt
very unproductive in terms of usefulness to society. The
dealer wanted to be a nurse, but dealing pays a lot better,
so she chose to do that . At least a nurse is useful, being a lawyer
is just as evil.

Tho at the end of the blackjack session, this absolutely pissed
chinese guy comes in. I was playing in the higher / high
stakes room, and he can barely keep his head above the table.
Orders a few drinks including a glass of louis something. Which
usually costs $140 a glass, and is the strongest smelling brandy
ever. But he was highly entertaining, tho casinos are so wrong,
basically taking money from him, giving him a $5k marker, and
getting him more drinks.

evil evil ppl ....