God, I am such a freak.
I watched the two episodes of the final day of the 2003 World Series of Poker last night, and I found me a hottie. *grin*
Okay, so he's not actually hot. He's just kind of sexy-ugly (new term I learned from watching Kissing Jessica Stein over the weekend). His name is Jason Lester, and he lives in New York and works as a Wall Street options trader. He came in 4th in the tournament.
Here's a picture of him:

Even if no one else thinks he's attractive, I do. *grin*
Of course, he's nowhere near as attractive/handsome/wonderful as my husband. Just so we're clear on that.
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I walked into work this morning and thought, "Dammit! I was JUST here!"
That's the crappy part of working on a weekend.
Of course, the good part will be when I get my MASSIVE paycheck on Friday. I'll definitely need the money, as I'm getting my car fixed this week (for why I need to have it fixed, see this entry ), and I have to pay the $250 deductible when we pick up the car. Bah. Stupid people costing me money.
Oh well. Hopefully it's a one-time expense.
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And now...back to work.
HAPPY MONDAY!
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