Ok long time no update, sorry.

I had a hectic time at uni as I have no January exams so effectively half my finals were essays which were due in December. *Crosses fingers*. So I didn’t play any poker at all and had just come off a -1k day so a break was good I think, although they do say that when you fall of the bike it’s important to get straight back on. Anyway finished everything and was reasonably pleased. My essay questions were, if anyone’s interested:

1. In what ways if any are there ethics in world politics?
2. Is further welfare state retrenchment likely in the UK? Discuss the politics of unemployment benefits and at least one other area of social policy in your answer.
3. Book review of Herman and Chomsky’s’ Manufacturing Consent.
4. Presentation on the upcoming strategy for the Conservative parties manifesto, as if we were the think tank selling our ideas.
5. To what extent is it possible to measure the media impact on foreign policy formulation?
6. + Other little bits and pieces/ presentations or group work.


All that was in in a period of 18 days or so, essays are 3000 words (15 sources), so it was a slog and comfortably the hardest I have e ever worked in my life.


Ok onto life, had a good couple of nights out in Manc afterwards, was knackered though, the adrenaline had been going for those 3 weeks and I needed a sleep. Then xmas which was standard, I was/am in Norfolk for it with family, had our cousins round as one of them is going to Afghanistan in Feb. Back to London for New Year, then back to Norfolk, back to London, back to Norfolk back to London for some work experience, back to Norfolk and then back to Manc.
Poker wise, unless I hit some insane heater or downswing I will have made 10k this year (with bonuses). This is a little disappointing in a way but I would have taken it when I deposited 600 into stars last Dec. I missed about 6 month’s plays due to uni, travelling or losing at limit so next year should be good. I have fixed my redline, I think, and am much more confident as a player. Cheers to everyone who helped from golden jag at the beginning, to palmer and everyone else who sweats with me (esp. woody, niggy and Mr. and Mrs. likey). I will play 100nl in 2010 and will make some good $, ship the VPP’s with the new stars system (please someone explain it as stevedarake has confused me). I also hope to run like prod live.

Happy new year all.

Music for the day, went to a progressive house (I think) night, it was shit but I managed to get through (cheers Mandy), here’s a link.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLmOHfjLVWM

oh and the music bump for the week, yes its old, yes its a remix, yes its drum and bass but fuck me its a tune. can you handle it?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ozV_vWXZgZY

Ok so to recap the weekend. Was in the top 3 funniest weekends of my life. But will probably horrify most people as the behaviour was appalling. Like really terrible. I apologize.

Anyway so we started of the weekend as I said playing darts at home drinking a concoction of tenants, Smirnoff ice (a cheap rip off) and amaretto. I couldn’t be arsed going out as I was knackered so came and lost some $ at poker. They went out and destroyed a club. Basically some people (not my housemates + mates) nicked a crate of VS and were giving them out. A bouncer saw my housemate had 2 in his hand and asked him where he got them from. For some unknown reason he replied ‘dunno, I did not steal them though’. What an idiot, they called the police and he legged it. Bad start to the weekend. So they came back and were up till about 5.30 and had the legendary mayo, ketchup, marge and tzatziki fight. Obviously being LADS they were up at 10ish and off for breakfast. They went to wetherspoons and the rules (see previous post) were enforced. Can you handle a veggie breakfast was asked to one guy. FFS, course I can. Long story short it came, he abused the breakfast and waitress (when she had left- I fucking hate mushrooms, what a shit breakfast) and someone, quick as a flash says tell her. Bad times. So he goes and tells the waitress. She wasn’t happy. Then a woman walks past their table and my housemate says ‘she’s horrible’ like 3 people all shout tell her. So he runs after her, holds the taxi door open and tells her. This is probably the worst thing I have ever heard anyone do and do not condone it.
Onto bowling where again the guy was asked if he could handle ordering mushrooms for lunch. He of course accepted and then complained. Tell her. FFS. He refused as he said it was rude (these guys had twisted logic) so he had to run all the way across the bowling alley, in the middle of the lanes topless, screaming, I fucking love mushrooms.
Back home and we started pre drinking for the pub crawl. What a stupid idea. Anyway some random’s came into our house, we had never met them before. They walked in as I was wearing a bike helmet and another guy was hitting me as hard as he could in the heard as he had asked could I handle it. Course I fucking can. One was wearing a black shirt, white tie and blue cardy. A bloke. I leaned to guy next to me and said, really nice shirt tie combo, he replied, tell him. FML, so I told him, the whole room went silent; they all thought I was a cunt, which wasn’t far of the truth, whilst 5 others cried with laughter. Onto the pub crawl. Oh and my mate had to do the worm in every pub.

Pub 1: broke a pool cue over some1, bunch of scrots in the corner and a guy said they looked mysterious. Tell them. He refused on grounds he would die. Forfeit time. He had to walk into a later bar, take his top of, stride to the bar, show his guns and order a STRONG BOW, whilst acting out what he said. Then see it away.

Pub 2: lots of press ups but nothing too bad
Pub 3: STRONG BOW time, my mate said my other housemate fancied this other girl, right next to his sort of girlfriend. They have not spoken since (my housemate and the girl). Again nothing to bad
Pub 4: saw a fat guy, some person said he looked like Fabio capello. Someone then said more like fatty capello. Tell him. Uh OH, he refused on the grounds it was bullying, STRONGBOW time. My housemate had to admit his relationship (of 4 years) was based on 90% laziness. Didn’t go down to well. Bouncer asked my housemate for ID. He came in and said he was a wanker. Tell him. He did, good lad.
Pub 5: Can you handle eating that bunch of lilies, so a guy did, well tried and got quite far. More STRONGBOW times, lots of press ups (M-I-N-E).
Pub 6: made barwoman cry ( no quite sure why), maybe due to spraying beer round like champagne, bouncer went mental as it was 6.30 ish pm

Pub 7: things started getting really bad. Guy said his mum was a slag. Tell her. So he called her, told her. Also can you handle a pint of ½ vinegar, ½ beer. Course I can. Dancing on tables, bouncers angry, left quickly

I won’t go on but the night continued to pub 14, a couple were closed and a couple we were refused entry into. Night ended with alot of (play) fighting in the student bar, lots of rugby tackling, lots of snakebite and lots and lots of shouting. general we fucking owned that place, dominated the whole bar. really nice, good work LADS.

All in all a great night, disclaimer, its a student area, this happens all the time, we are not bastards and are not all wankers all the time. Just some of the time. Who need a blowout before exam period.

Anyway i have spent 40 hours in the library this week (10 hour days FTW) so back i go, i shall re-emerge in about 10 days.