I apologies for not blogging the last couple days, but I said when I started that it would be hard because things could get crazy, and I was right. Two nights ago I was up until 5 and last night the sun was fully up by the time I got to bed.

I've been running into lots of players that I have only known online before, which is pretty sweet. It's so refreshing to hang out with and talk to a group of people who share the same career/lifestyle as me. It really makes me wish I lived here full-time. Las vegas is such an amazing city, so different than anywhere else in the world. It feels like 2 am on a Friday night 24/7.

Yesterday I spent most of the day at the Rio. I met up with a couple of Bodonks in the hospitality suite, hebs and STRAIGHTNUTZ. We watched some of the WSOP, and otherwise just spent time wandering around taking it all in.

We saw a lot of live pros, which was pretty cool. Jesus Ferguson, Mike Caro, Doyle Brunson, Joe Sebok, to name a few. I ran into Fred Bevill, announcer for the HPT, and we sweated Todd Anderson, the owner, for a while. After his KK got cracked we decided to move on since obv we are bad luck. Also watched Eric Seidel and Mike Mattasow at the feature tables. It's not very exciting to watch when you can't see hole cards. Heck, even when you can, I don't think it's very exciting to watch.

Tomorrow is the big day. It's day 1c and I'll finally be playing the Main Event. The guys from the house who played yesterday all did reasonably well, which gives me some extra confidence. But, I'm finally getting just a little nervous about playing, which, up until now, was the only thing I wasn't nervous about. Mike warned me that I probably would have trouble sleeping the night before, we'll see. I'm planning on going to bed sometime between 10 and 2. I'd like ~8 hours of sleep, but I don't want to wake up too early since I'll still be at the tables at almost midnight tomorrow.

That's all for now. Wish me luck!