I woke up drunk and somewhere in the middle of my morning shower, the hangover hit me like a ton of bricks. I nearly puked in the shower, but I managed to hold my mud.
I tried to retrace my steps from the night before. I drank three Stellas at a local's pub (where all the casino dealers hang out).Then we headed to the Las Vegas bar in the casino and things got blurry. We started doing shots of B-52s and Nicky and Kirstie wanted to go to karaoke. I know that I was drinking with Heath and Brendan until almost 3:00am when a fan of my poker blog wandered up to introduce himself. At that point, I lost all semblance of consciousness.
I shuffled off downstairs to the food court with Nicky and almost threw up when I ate a breakfast sandwich. I had to do color commentary for the final table of the Aussie Millions. I went upstairs and Schecky told me that I looked like shit. My stomach was churning and I had to do something about it. Time to pull the trigger.
I snuck off to the bathroom and did the deed. Boy, I felt 10000000% better. I gargled some mouthwash, drank some fizzy water, and grabbed a slice of pizza since I puked up my breakfast.
Now, I feel a lot better and can actually work without worrying about spewing bile onto my keyboard.
You can follow the Aussie Millions final table live coverage via Poker News by clicking here. Nicky is doing the play-by-play and I'm doing color commentary.