On Monday night, Jona, Rafi, Adrian, Nik, and Eric assembled to play poker at Yossi's flat, with its high ceilings and the son of a bitch musician living just upstairs. We ate spaghetti bolognese. Yossi made us drink his left over fruit juices. Nonetheless, he is to be commended for providing a bag of green Doritos per poker king. (Though I'm still not sure whether this is enough. How much would enough be?)The chart shows a lot of movement. Nik forfeits his place at the top, lurching downwards uncomfortably, along with Yoss and Jona (who made one of those classic hi-lo mistakes). Raf and Adrian shoot upwards gleefully. So does Eric, but he still doesn't manage to creep over the zero line.
I don't really remember what we talked about. I just remember losing loads of chips to Adrian's four fours. And I remember that Jona's name is still causing no little trouble to certain of the PKs.
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