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Originally Posted by Donk's_Money_101
gl on your goals ! subbed
See you at endgames soon I hope
So as of late I've been running pretty bad ITM. I'm actually >15% ITM which is good, but $$ it's been awful. Keep running 20k stacks into monsters or ridiculous outcomes. Also probably have reverted back into playing a bit "scared" late game as results have not been too great, thus crippling my final $ made even further. Thankfully my late night session yesterday gave some results in the final 2 tables I played landing a 2nd (started out with 200k
) and a 1st (started out with 40k
). Oh well, I probably have some serious leaks in there.
Today I reviewed my BTN play as I thought I might miss a lot of spots there, but it seemed fine. Out of a filter with 111 hands only 4 spots were missed.
I've also reviewed my play with 22-TT from EP in the first 2 blind levels as I'm currently debating whether to open limp them or just raise as I'm accustomed to. According to HEM I make more money just raising my entire opening range from EP, but my Skype friends keep telling me to call, then call raises up to 4x to set mine. Not sure yet. Inputs anyone?
Results since 1st of March:
Since results aren't funny I'm going to put in some jokes for you that fits with my current gf situation as well as a few more I laugh at:
One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift.... The next year, I didn't buy her a gift. When she asked me why, I replied, "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"
And that's how the fight started.....
My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?' 'No,' she answered.. I then said, 'Is that your final answer?' She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..' So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
And that's when the fight started...
My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table. I asked her, "Do you know him?" "Yes", she sighed, "He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been sober since." "My God!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"
And then the fight started...
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat, making beer.. Always something more important to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said, "When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway."
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, "What's on TV?" I said, "Dust."
And then the fight started...
My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.
> She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds." I bought her a bathroom scale.
And then the fight started......
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home.. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office. She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'
And then the fight started...
My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to me, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.' I replied, "Your eyesight's damn near perfect."
And then the fight started........
I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day! The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!! He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!' So I said, 'Well, which one ARE you then?'
That's how the fight started.
Off to the tables
Last edited by Alexnorge; 04-06-2012 at 08:10 AM.
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