I don't see how you guys put in the hours you do at this game.
last few days have been crazy sessions -/+ 10 buyin sessions
today ended up breaking even despite 3 set over sets and a few moments of tilt.
edit: I should note I love playing live, the people who sit at the tables are pretty worth it vs the bb/100 you make. I love poker, just tired of the grind I guess :- been a year since I've been playing online now and have just only a month ago broke even with deposits vs cashouts.
Does switching to tourneys help? I think 50 hours of work + trying to put in 50k hands a month is starting to wear on me.
Played probably 25-30 hours on fri/sat/sun @ canterbury
games were very nice
ended up making about 2k.
made a SICK call with K10
hand goes as follows;
Mitch [winning player, very good, but I feel like is very tricky as well]
opens with a raise in late position
I 3-bet in the CO with K10o
BB calls, Mitch calls
flop comes 799 rainbow
checked to me I bet out.
Call Call
turn bricks for a 5
again checked to me, I bet out.
BB folds, Mitch raises me.
I end up calling. His timing and everything just felt really weird for this.
river = Q
He fires out, I tank for a minute and go through his range at this time and what he has been playing like these past few orbits and decide to call.
He flips over J8o and says it's yours. I flip over my KT and send him on, if not now, on the verge of tilt.
End up catching a sick heater with 4 hands to go
KJ, AK, JJ, 33
KJ won
AK won
JJ lost on a 10 high board
33 lost with a set vs a runner runner no draw on the flop, picked up a gutshot on the turn and BOOM Broadway for the nutz on the river
Anyways, I dont know what I want to do atm... I kinda want to put money back online, but I need to watch myself with the # of tables, the new 24 max will be tempting xD
I just hope I can run good forever. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK
and for the WTF?
Work is beginning to really kill me... Hard to wake up to grind out 11/hr as a teller. I should win just 1 tourney, Sunday hundred grand, etc, something like that.
Well after a weird tilt + withdraw a few hours ago
I'm happy to announce I'm no longer stuck online :D
cashed out roughly 2.2k left myself ~400.
Using points to get a PS3 + other random shit.
Eh, I don't know why I even play this game... I feel like I'm just not made for the swings of the game, can only take x amount of bad beats before I go out benoit style.
Blah, w/e maybe I'll grind up. I want to find something else to distract me in life..
Just woke up freaked out... I haven't had a nightmare that scared me since I Was a kid xD
Anyways I gotta get to work and I just wanted to jot this down so I can explain it later.
Started off in a basement room, all doors sealed with a few other people + massive amounts of food. seemed like a month or so went by and food was drying up. Something must have happened because before I knew it I was in the streets with 2 other people running. Feeling exhausted I look back and see dark figures following us in the background. My cell phone rings, I see it's the people who stayed in the house, it rings again and stops. I run my ass off for god knows how long and end up having to run into a forest. I see another guy being chased by a wolf looking creature I slowly follow him and he ends up infront of a castle looking building. Apparently the wolf was a guard dog for these people. we get in, talk, as we walk out shit hits the fan, zombies bust in, must have followed me [ooops sorry guyz], so I again make a run for it.
End up in a totally different terrain, picked up by a few random people.
[This is the part where the dream because fucked up]
Somehow end up skiing away from the zombies with a few of them on 4x4's... I also remember singing "A WHOLE NEW WORLDDDDDDDD" as I was skiing down this massive mountain [wtf?]
We end up in narrow mountain passage and we see a rock move and see eyes at the other side. someone already knows its the mafia or some shit and all of a sudden they bust out with pit bulls and guns. the only thing they'd be scared of was the zombies so we started acting like them and biting there dogs and shit. then i got knocked out and woke up in a cell. I look down to my cell [still works aparently] and see a picture of [come home] in blood on the side of a wall. freaked out I start hearing screams from upstairs.
Then I hear a shit load of running down the stairs. Then BOOM zombies fucking up to cell all around us.
I woke up a few minutes later.
Seriously fucked up...
Anyways gotta run to work, I'll work on the story later. Just needed to iron out while I can still remember...
p.s. I bet you is the funniest prop bet show ever.
Life has been going pretty well
Poker has been going pretty well
Can't complain.
I had my first +1k day today
So I'm excited I accomplished that.
Played a short session of 200NL did okay +1.5 bi.
I'll be getting PT for this comp soon.
Shit is all starting to finally fall into place, where I had planned it. I'm hoping I can continue to grow as a player and sitting in the 400NL game by the end of the year.
I also hit platinum star weeeeee Maybe I can make supernova by the end of the year? or maybe I'm to ambitious.
Anyways my roll is still hovering around 2.5k
The other day was the worst day I've had in a long time
5 set over sets and losing flips left and right
-890.00 day... Gross :[
[important]
I'm still really interested in a coach, I'm a pretty timid person so I'm afraid to PM someone to ask if they'd let me be there student for a bit. [/important]
Anyways I'll continue the grind and I hope everyone runz good
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