Euchre night tonight. I didn't come in dead last, quite, this time. Next-to-dead-last. Funny how some games I can learn pretty well, and others I don't ever seem to get a feel for. The trick-taking card genre is a particular weakness of mine. It's like the way there are people and personalities in it blocks me from perceiving the ways the cards work. Cuz, you know, frankly, how hard can it be? It's got its confusing rules, but it's just not that complicated, and everybody and his brother seems to be able to pick it up. A whole lot better than I do.
This time Tracy came, and then summoned her sister when we had 4x - 1 people, where x is an integer greater than or equal to 1. (It was 2, specifically.) Sis showed up, and we were on, and it was a good time.
I just checked out my boob bite again. It doesn't look so good. Maybe I'll end up taking it in somewhere tomorrow. I'd so just as soon not, you know? Hell, it's cold out. I'd also so just as soon not get gas, which I need, until it's 45 degrees out, at least. But, as Mick and Keith tried first but somehow decided to keep tweaking, you can't always not get what you'd so just as soon not.
Anticipated "high"s and lows: