Poker Night

With two items of clothing down, I started work on the penultimate piece. Hopefully, my outfit will be ready for tomorrow night's party. Here's to a Saturday of sewing...

Anyway, tonight, Josh, Karl, Alex and Tayler turned up for a game of Texas Hold'em Poker. Wasn't a bad game for five-handed, and the order in which you read them – if you read conventionally – is the order in which they busted. Alex was especially impressive, lasting almost the entire game with 20 big blinds. Tayler and I could've gone on for hours, had it not been for his kings full of sixes versus my four sixes, which took us from about level stacks to a skew in my favour.

In other news, several updates on my once-brilliant Ubuntu machine – upgrading from 8.10 to 9.10 – eventually terminated with a failed attempt to upgrade to 10.04 LTS. The attempt failed due to a lack of disk-space; ultimately, this was caused by bad sectors on my 120GB hard disk which restrict me from actually moving partitions to wherever I want. Free software is great, if you at least have money for new hardware. Never mind, this still works.

Well, at least poker went well. Night froods!

To be a rock and not to roll.

And so, with three weeks to go until the deadline for UCAS applications to Cambridge, my personal statement is still leaving something to be desired. That something just so happens to be a personal statement.

I made a start on it, but, seriously, do they want modesty and showmanship, personality and humility? I can do all kinds of things with words^†, but writing a personal statement truly is a challenge.

Anyway, tonight was Alex's first gig! It was awesome - the band played some right good tunes. Not left good, but right good. Led Zeppelin, ZZ Top, ACDC, Fleetwood Mac, loads more, and even 2 4 6 8 Motorway.

Tomorrow, that formidable regatta in Durham. I'd best get some kip before the 0700 rise. Oh, and I've committed myself to writing a newspaper article about it. Stay tuned!

^†Read my earlier post featuring An extract from Rijako