Poker

Night of: Mar. 2
People Involved: Carl, Jeff S., Brian

I'm in class, and everyone's getting up to leave. I run into Carl, who shakes his head at me, as if I've done something wrong. I ask him what the matter is, and he says that we haven't hung out and I haven't talked to him in a long time. He suggests playing poker at my house in Laguna, and Jeff says he's in. I call Brian on my cell phone to ask, but the connection is bad, so I can't tell what he's saying and vice versa. To make it worse, as I'm talking, I'm losing my voice. After saying one sentence, all I can do is whisper. I stop talking for a minute, but it barely helps.

In Retrospect: Brian and I have a "disconnect" about poker.