Doubled the roll, finally. In truth I've spread about three or four days over a month so it isn't too shabby. But at the same time it's taken roughly a month so it is too shabby. I'm actually enjoying playing poker for the first time in months so it looks like that shabbiness should get carved into further from here. Let's see, shall we.
One for @Duesenberg - I only do this stuff for him, really.
Bankroll purists may want to look away now, but decided to lump in a 50nl table earlier alongside my other blather. It didn't go well to begin with - turns out 3betting in the bb w/42s against a good reg's button raise and then firing here and there DOESN'T ALWAYS WORK OUT.
So, yeah, I spaffed off a buy-in or so just kind of spaffing around and then the below happened. Villain absolutely snapped otr so was half-expecting to see a boat but ... no boat.
Player
Action
Cards
Amount
Pot
Balance
mongo229
Small blind
£0.25
£0.25
£81.36
FeNdeR36
Big blind
£0.50
£0.75
£126.05
Your hole cards
10
J
SR23
Raise
£1.50
£2.25
£50.63
onefatlady
Fold
XXX
Call
£1.50
£3.75
£65.80
hhamza162
Fold
mongo229
Fold
FeNdeR36
Fold
Flop
A
Q
K
SR23
Check
XXX
Bet
£3.75
£7.50
£62.05
SR23
Raise
£12.00
£19.50
£38.63
XXX
Call
£8.25
£27.75
£53.80
Turn
Q
SR23
Bet
£15.00
£42.75
£23.63
XXX
Call
£15.00
£57.75
£38.80
River
5
SR23
All-in
£23.63
£81.38
£0.00
XXX
Call
£23.63
£105.01
£15.17
SR23
Show
10
J
XXX
Show
2
A
SR23
Win
Straight to the Ace
£103.21
£103.21
Don't want to bok myself but life stuff looking a ton better, too. I've got candle meditation tonight; my first lesson tomorrow with a new tennis coach who used to be the Ugandan number 3 (at youth level, I think); a new neighbour who looks exactly like M.I.A; a brandy coffee, cigars and petanque session with a pal lined up for Sunday morning and plenty of other colourful, fun and interesting things to look forward to, including a writing project that I'm about to commit myself to for the next few months.
Readers, this is unusual. I'm actually feeling happy. And it feels like a happiness with foundations. Last summer I remember merrily walking down the road and thinking, "I haven't thought about killing myself for a few days" and had a mini crying session (in front of loads of puzzled onlookers) at the thought of all those hundreds, possibly thousands, of days where suicidal ideation was my little comfort blanket to get me through the daily psychological horror. Brains, eh?
This summer I haven't thought about killing myself at all, don't think it's crossed my mind for months. In fact, I've gone from that to being extra careful when crossing the road/doing loads of things as life is just so pleasant at the moment and I want it to carry on for a good while yet.
Too much? Bah, possibly. But I actually think starting and maintaining this diary has (somewhat) contributed to my overall wellbeing so I suppose I should be sharing this kind of stuff.
But if you just want to see hands where I bluff rivers that's also fine. I've got loads of those hands. In fact, I've got those hands coming out of my ears.
Tennis lesson with my new coach, Moses, the former Ugandan no.3, at midday today was a joy. Felt like my game improved by about 30% within an hour. Mad skills, Moses, on the ever-so slim chance that you're reading.
The really ace thing today though, happened a couple of hours later. After walking along the beach in the rain I passed one of my (many) locals and furtively looked in. Saw a couple of pals outside smoking. One of them got me over, got me a pint and while outside talking to him/them about two or three other pals turned up. Do you want to do some stuff? they were saying. We've got stuff. And it's really good stuff. Do you want some really good stuff? Then this woman who looked like a bit like MIA (for reals) came out to smoke and was looking at me. I really wanted to stay and drink more pints and see if this woman who looked a bit like MIA wanted to keep looking at me and maybe do some stuff, some really good stuff - if I was to knock up a pie chart of 'Things I Like' it would be roughly 25% 'afternoons in the pubs with friends'; 25% 'really good stuff'; 25% 'women who look like MIA' and 25% 'going on about cold showers'.
Anyway, I made my excuses* and left. Freaking difficult to do, though. I suppose one has to cultivate discipline in the way one cultivates other stuff. Poker may have (seriously) helped in that regard - I've been repeatedly making monster folds lately with barely an emotional flicker and perhaps this has translated into making monster irl folds, as I did from the pub earlier.
Anyway, enough back slapping for now, you'll be pleased to hear. Mini-one for @Duesenberg (I was planning on x/r-ing flop but reckon perhaps bet, bet, bet is better w/bd nut everythings, turn dependent ...)
Player
Action
Cards
Amount
Pot
Balance
Monkey104
Small blind
£0.10
£0.10
£20.10
SR23
Big blind
£0.20
£0.30
£30.45
Your hole cards
A
Q
Theomeg71
Raise
£0.40
£0.70
£26.17
XXX
Call
£0.40
£1.10
£15.20
Monkey104
Fold
SR23
Raise
£1.50
£2.60
£28.95
Theomeg71
Call
£1.30
£3.90
£24.87
XXX
Call
£1.30
£5.20
£13.90
Flop
4
9
10
SR23
Check
Theomeg71
Check
XXX
Check
Turn
J
SR23
Bet
£2.20
£7.40
£26.75
Theomeg71
Fold
XXX
Call
£2.20
£9.60
£11.70
River
6
SR23
All-in
£26.75
£36.35
£0.00
XXX
Fold
SR23
Muck
SR23
Win
£9.12
£9.12
SR23
Return
£26.75
£0.48
£35.87
Hope all your weekends are very fine indeed, peace out.
* "got to go home and prepare for a Sunday petonque match."
Comments
Gotta love a middle pin bink. Gives the same buzz as a flopped set on an A high flop.
One for @Duesenberg - I only do this stuff for him, really.
Roll: £304
So, yeah, I spaffed off a buy-in or so just kind of spaffing around and then the below happened. Villain absolutely snapped otr so was half-expecting to see a boat but ... no boat.
Readers, this is unusual. I'm actually feeling happy. And it feels like a happiness with foundations. Last summer I remember merrily walking down the road and thinking, "I haven't thought about killing myself for a few days" and had a mini crying session (in front of loads of puzzled onlookers) at the thought of all those hundreds, possibly thousands, of days where suicidal ideation was my little comfort blanket to get me through the daily psychological horror. Brains, eh?
This summer I haven't thought about killing myself at all, don't think it's crossed my mind for months. In fact, I've gone from that to being extra careful when crossing the road/doing loads of things as life is just so pleasant at the moment and I want it to carry on for a good while yet.
Too much? Bah, possibly. But I actually think starting and maintaining this diary has (somewhat) contributed to my overall wellbeing so I suppose I should be sharing this kind of stuff.
But if you just want to see hands where I bluff rivers that's also fine. I've got loads of those hands. In fact, I've got those hands coming out of my ears.
Opening roll: £150
Roll: £375
Agree with the Phantom.
Huge admiration for your honesty & courage in baring all.
Keep up the blog mate and nice session earlier !
The really ace thing today though, happened a couple of hours later. After walking along the beach in the rain I passed one of my (many) locals and furtively looked in. Saw a couple of pals outside smoking. One of them got me over, got me a pint and while outside talking to him/them about two or three other pals turned up. Do you want to do some stuff? they were saying. We've got stuff. And it's really good stuff. Do you want some really good stuff? Then this woman who looked like a bit like MIA (for reals) came out to smoke and was looking at me. I really wanted to stay and drink more pints and see if this woman who looked a bit like MIA wanted to keep looking at me and maybe do some stuff, some really good stuff - if I was to knock up a pie chart of 'Things I Like' it would be roughly 25% 'afternoons in the pubs with friends'; 25% 'really good stuff'; 25% 'women who look like MIA' and 25% 'going on about cold showers'.
Anyway, I made my excuses* and left. Freaking difficult to do, though. I suppose one has to cultivate discipline in the way one cultivates other stuff. Poker may have (seriously) helped in that regard - I've been repeatedly making monster folds lately with barely an emotional flicker and perhaps this has translated into making monster irl folds, as I did from the pub earlier.
Anyway, enough back slapping for now, you'll be pleased to hear. Mini-one for @Duesenberg (I was planning on x/r-ing flop but reckon perhaps bet, bet, bet is better w/bd nut everythings, turn dependent ...)
Hope all your weekends are very fine indeed, peace out.
* "got to go home and prepare for a Sunday petonque match."
Great fold, you were drawing super thin.