i won't do the job to stasi me
go **** yourself and don't expect me to be intimidated cuz of your trials to shock me with unreal coincidences, it bores me.
whats so ****ing intressant bout me? im a jobless mfer with no money on my name, search another victim.
Minor update:
just made a huge profit off the USA game
things are really starting to look up
hopefully the all star dunk challenges are just as kind to me
if i win that today as well then i am a professional
ive realized my problem was that no matter how much i won i would stay till i go busto
ive made myself commit now and if im up in a few hours im leaving
hopefully i can grind myself back up to the high stakes life
Minor update:
just made a huge profit off the USA game
things are really starting to look up
hopefully the all star dunk challenges are just as kind to me
if i win that today as well then i am a professional
ive realized my problem was that no matter how much i won i would stay till i go busto
ive made myself commit now and if im up in a few hours im leaving
hopefully i can grind myself back up to the high stakes life
if you win an all star competition bet you are a professional???
ended up pushing on my all star bets
looks like itll come down to the game tonight
and hopefully canada wins got a lot of money riding on that
minor update
went to play live today lots of action and a big board
i decide to hit the bar to kill time while i wait to get into a game
(damn ****ers put the bar in the middle of the pits)
i end up playing some table games and before i know it im down 500
im sweating here and beginning to doubt myself i decide to go full ******
and martingale it luckily i pull out the double up out my ass and survive
i get my ass back to the poker area and use my money to buy in
i start out guns blazing and am up a 2-300 in my first few hands
(part of me wanted to leave and take it easy but damn was i greedy)
before i know it i nearly get felted and am down to 100
the dealer is dealing out cards the first card i look its an Ace
im screaming in my head come on 1 ****ing more and the damn dealer flips over my 2nd ace ( i go on ape**** tilt as i muck my ace off suit cursing out the dealer)
(sickest part is i woulda tripled up here if that didnt happen as i woulda flopped a boat and 2 guys pushed preflop)
sos at this point im looking at my measly 100 and am starting to get depressed
i start thinking oh man i gotta get my ass back to work and beg my boss to not fire me
at this moment something came over me i felt like rocky and i was battling my addiction
i couldnt afford to lose tonight i am a winner not a loser i mentally convinced myself
my table breaks up and i take my 100 to a new table and blind shove
i end up winning with TPTK now i start to play serious
somehow i go on fire and am hitting like a truck while they bet into me
i grind my way back up to my 500 im breaking even at this point after all these hours of grinding
i make a Stu Ungar like hero call with King high and double up (balls of steel i know)
now i convinced myself i am a professional degen i plan on telling my boss to kick rocks
on monday
Some people say a chip and a chair
to me its a dollar and a dream
i won't do the job to stasi me
go **** yourself and don't expect me to be intimidated cuz of your trials to shock me with unreal coincidences, it bores me.
whats so ****ing intressant bout me? im a jobless mfer with no money on my name, search another victim.
couldnt figure it out from the letters you gave. (should rearrange).
Yeah, fuc* yourself to, paranoid idiot.
i won't do the job to stasi me
go **** yourself and don't expect me to be intimidated cuz of your trials to shock me with unreal coincidences, it bores me.
whats so ****ing intressant bout me? im a jobless mfer with no money on my name, search another victim.
ended up pushing on my all star bets
looks like itll come down to the game tonight
and hopefully canada wins got a lot of money riding on that
minor update
went to play live today lots of action and a big board
i decide to hit the bar to kill time while i wait to get into a game
(damn ****ers put the bar in the middle of the pits)
i end up playing some table games and before i know it im down 500
im sweating here and beginning to doubt myself i decide to go full ******
and martingale it luckily i pull out the double up out my ass and survive
i get my ass back to the poker area and use my money to buy in
i start out guns blazing and am up a 2-300 in my first few hands
(part of me wanted to leave and take it easy but damn was i greedy)
before i know it i nearly get felted and am down to 100
the dealer is dealing out cards the first card i look its an Ace
im screaming in my head come on 1 ****ing more and the damn dealer flips over my 2nd ace ( i go on ape**** tilt as i muck my ace off suit cursing out the dealer)
(sickest part is i woulda tripled up here if that didnt happen as i woulda flopped a boat and 2 guys pushed preflop)
sos at this point im looking at my measly 100 and am starting to get depressed
i start thinking oh man i gotta get my ass back to work and beg my boss to not fire me
at this moment something came over me i felt like rocky and i was battling my addiction
i couldnt afford to lose tonight i am a winner not a loser i mentally convinced myself
my table breaks up and i take my 100 to a new table and blind shove
i end up winning with TPTK now i start to play serious
somehow i go on fire and am hitting like a truck while they bet into me
i grind my way back up to my 500 im breaking even at this point after all these hours of grinding
i make a Stu Ungar like hero call with King high and double up (balls of steel i know)
now i convinced myself i am a professional degen i plan on telling my boss to kick rocks
on monday
Some people say a chip and a chair
to me its a dollar and a dream
it looks like i check scores in my sleep
and it messes with my head i guess i check the score halfway and it sticks with me
when i wake up i think i lost my bets
luckily slovenia scored a point so i won the spread
here comes the sickest part
my bet for canada on the money line didnt get approved
but my spread bet got approved
so i took a sick beat on that
true poker pros never have a losing session (because they never leave the casino while down), so you have that part nailed at least. they also get hammered, martingale, sit with short stacks, and shove blind. kinda amazing you picked up all these skills without coaching.
shoving blind while drunk and on tilt due to a dealer error is sign of true pro. most people lack the balls to do that ****. nh. gotta realize that equity one way or another.
idk if your leveling me or not
but damn Just had the craziest session/night
i want to post the whole story but i think its best kept to PMs or something
as i like to be anonymous and im sure a few people at my table are forum members
I had the funniest/craziest angle shots today
nearly went busto haha
edit:after tonight i realized i am a ****ing degen and i am a professional
idk if your leveling me or not
but damn Just had the craziest session/night
i want to post the whole story but i think its best kept to PMs or something
as i like to be anonymous and im sure a few people at my table are forum members
I had the funniest/craziest angle shots today
nearly went busto haha
edit:after tonight i realized i am a ****ing degen and i am a professional
I've been homeless many times in my twenties after having good jobs, blowing thousands down the toilet. Mostly gambling, a little it of drugs and hookers.
But ****, I'm 33, moving into a new nice place tomorrow in La Jolla, have to come up with 5k in move-in rent. I made 50k in just the last 3 months. Spent it on women, clothes, gambling, Ruth's Chris dinners, etc. I've already made 20k this month(just half way through the month) at my job, but don't get the money till next month. It's a commission sales job which I'm very good at. I just blew through the rest of what I had this week. Have $100 to my name as I sit here, liquid.
I have to go to the ****ing owners of the company tomorrow and ask for 5k advance. It's humiliating. Because it's like my 5th advance I've asked for, nothing this large, and I've wrecked 2 cars already and a mountain of other dramatic bull****. But I make the owners and myself a **** ton of money and I go and blow it on TJ hooker/Asian Massage Parlors, High End Steakhouses, Loose High Maintenance Women, and 10 sports bets per day.
This may seem tame for a degen bottom. But the thing is when I was in my twenties, trying to survive, homeless. and convincing myself not to kill myself, I never had this much to lose, except for my soul. I exaggerate a bit, I wasn't homeless that long. Maybe a total of 6 months throughout my twenties, but it still ****ing sucked.
Last edited by Gabby Hayes; 02-18-2014 at 05:39 AM.
I've been homeless many times in my twenties after having good jobs, blowing thousands down the toilet. Mostly gambling, a little it of drugs and hookers.
But ****, I'm 33, moving into a new nice place tomorrow in La Jolla, have to come up with 5k in move-in rent. I made 50k in just the last 3 months. Spent it on women, clothes, gambling, Ruth's Chris dinners, etc. I've already made 20k this month(just half way through the month) at my job, but don't get the money till next month. It's a commission sales job which I'm very good at. I just blew through the rest of what I had this week. Have $100 to my name as I sit here, liquid.
I have to go to the ****ing owners of the company tomorrow and ask for 5k advance. It's humiliating. Because it's like my 5th advance I've asked for, nothing this large, and I've wrecked 2 cars already and a mountain of other dramatic bull****. But I make the owners and myself a **** ton of money and I go and blow it on TJ hooker/Asian Massage Parlors, High End Steakhouses, Loose High Maintenance Women, and 10 sports bets per day.
This may seem tame for a degen bottom. But the thing is when I was in my twenties, trying to survive, homeless. and convincing myself not to kill myself, I never had this much to lose, except for my soul. I exaggerate a bit, I wasn't homeless that long. Maybe a total of 6 months throughout my twenties, but it still ****ing sucked.
The real beat is going to Ruth Chris when you live in SD.