February update

Cash:
Did good in cash and played ~140 hours. Got into plenty of good games and didn't have to play too many short sessions or take days off because there wasn't action.



Tournaments:
No final tables, close to breakeven here. Played 8 tournaments, 2,400 ABI



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Great thread mate, GL! Stories are very well written

Tyvm

On the Run

During my sophomore or junior year things were in full swing and my mother had really gotten sick of my antics. I had a guy I dealt with who always wanted pills for the weekend for him and his friends. He was selling low quality weed and we would do swaps, pills for weed. I was getting a ridiculously good deal doing this and I had more than I knew what to do with. I would never turn him down on a swap no matter how much I had left.

Mark picked me up in his convertible and we were heading to the place to meet my guy. On the way there I started getting pages from my mom 911 911. When I got to the meeting spot he was waiting and we did the swap. I called my mom from the pay phone and she was hysterical. She basically told me that she'd had enough and was going to go through my room and take anything illegal to the police station and hung up. I hopped in the car and told Mark to get me home asap. I had him drop me off at the end of the road because I didn't want him involved if I got in trouble.

I was walking down the road towards my house when I hear an engine roaring. I ducked into the woods and watched as my mom sped by. When I got to the house all the stuff from my room was outside on the front porch. On top of the pile was an empty bookbag that held the remaining weed from the last swap. I had lazily hid it underneath my bed. I went to get the hide-a-key so I could get into the house but she had taken it with her. I had no choice but to break the window to my room so I could get my money I had hidden in the wall. After that I immediately started walking into the woods on our property and found a place to hide the weed from the swap I had done that day. I covered it up with leaves and starting making my way to the main road. Once I reached it I saw two police cruisers go by. This wasn't normal for our neighborhood, I would rarely see cops come back this far and I can't ever remember seeing two together. I decided I wouldn't move any further until nightfall.

I found a place where no houses could see me and just sat there for hours contemplating the situation. I was receiving a lot of pages from my mother and father and decided to turn it off to conserve battery. Once it was completely dark I set off towards Will's house. I had never walked there before but avoiding the main roads it wasn't all that far I can't say for certain how long it took me. I tried to stay in the woods where I could and was operating under the assumption that the police were still looking for me.

Once I reached Will's house I told him the situation and that I needed someone to take me to get the weed I had hidden in the woods. Will had a whole slew of drivers and it wasn't hard to find someone willing to help us with this in the middle of the night. We told him we'd give some pills or weed I can't remember. I stayed with Will for a few days until he got a surprise visit from one of his counselors(he had rules for his parole on having people over to the house). We were in the living room and I bolted upstairs to his bedroom. Once I heard them talking downstairs I hung myself by the ledge of his 2nd story window and dropped myself to the ground. My chin hit my knee on impact but I wasn't really hurt. I went to someone else's house in the neighborhood, came back and got my stuff later.

Will's house was out of the question so I stayed with Matt a lot of the time. It was easy to come and go with his separate entrance and he had a couch I could sleep on. A lot of people wanted to do me favors so I didn't have trouble finding places to stay. I didn't have anyplace to stash anything so I fronted the rest of what I had to anybody I could trust.

My parents were trying to contact me but I didn't return their calls. Another one of my family members contacted me and told me my family wanted me to return home and I wasn't in any trouble with the police. I knew this person wouldn't lie to me so I was relieved. I came home after being gone a couple weeks and my mom told me she had flushed everything she found down the toilet and I didn't believe her. She told me she wanted me to return to school and she was going to buy me a new car, a two door sports car I had wanted. I always suspected the missing weed and the new car were related but she always stuck to her story.

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moar stories less poker talk

Twin cars

I had a friend named Ryan who went to high school with me. Ryan was adopted and lived with a wealthy family. I never really used him to drive me much because he was kind of difficult to control. He didn't like the idea of me telling him what to do or whatever and our friendship was mainly based on him buying tiny amounts of weed, driving me places occasionally and we'd hang out with some girls sometimes and party.

He introduced me to a girl named Sarah who was really promiscuous and had slept with a few of my friends including him. I never did anything with her and she wasn't my girlfriend but I feel like she was always around either because of weed or she happened to be ****ing one of my friends at the time. After I came home from running away my parents bought me the same car as Ryan, same color even. I had to learn to drive stick shift and I would give Sarah rides to school in the morning and we would get high on the way. One day we were driving home after school and I was showing off speeding down a curvy road. When I came around a bend there was a tractor crossing the road and the car in front of me was at a complete stop. I rear ended them and my car went underneath of it. The impact had the car stretched across both lanes. I reversed and got out from underneath of the car and she frantically started moving her car out of the other lane. It was a girl from my school and I remember her screaming a bunch while she was straightening her car out. The cops came and issued me a ticket for whatever and Sarah was getting mouthy with the cop and he had to threaten her with some charge to keep her quiet. I got the car fixed and my mom payed the deductible and was mad because she had just bought the car and I had already wrecked it just like my previous car. I think I promised to pay for the court costs and fines for when I had to go to court.

That summer I had agreed to get a job while I was off school and had to pay my mom back for some stuff. I got a job at the 711 down the street and they hired me for the night shift. It was basically dead during my entire shift and my manager would stay in the back office the whole time I was there. I had some stocking I had to do a couple days a week but most of the time I would just stare into space in between going outside to smoke cigarettes. Occasionally kids would come in and steal beer or runoff with gas and we would have to call the cops. They came in on a regular basis to use the phone and the company had a deal with them where they got free coffee and newspapers. It would always freak me out when cops would walk in during the middle of the night because I was the only one in the store and I was paranoid because I was high.

So ever since the incident with my mom I didn't keep large quantities of weed in her house anymore, I didn't wanna risk her stealing it from me. I would basically just go get it and dispurse it right away now to a few different people. I was going through a guy that Ryan had introduced me too so he felt entitled to badger me for tiny quantities all the time. So Ryan knew I had met up with his guy and came by my work one night after paging me a bunch and I hadn't responded. I had everything in the trunk of my car and planned to meet up with my guys after work. He comes to the register and buys a pack of cigs or a soda or whatever and holds up a sign that says "sell me a blunt". I just shake my head no and say it's already gone. An hour or so goes by and I see his car pull up at the gas pump. He starts pumping some gas and Sarah gets out of the car and walks into the store. She hands me the money for the gas and whispers "can I get a blunt"? I guess he thought I wouldn't turn her down but there was no chance I was going to go into my trunk at my job and do a $5 drug deal. Plus I knew if I did it for him he'd be stopping by my work constantly with this bull****. I told her I didn't have anything and they left.

Towards the end of my shift I see a cop pull into the parking lot. Then a tow truck, towing Ryan's car. I walk outside and smoke a cigarette and I hear the entire exchange between the police and Ryan. Sarah comes walking up to me and asks if I can give her a ride home after my shift because she doesn't wanna ride in the car with Ryan ever again because he ran into a ditch. She had some type of bag with clothes in it or something and asks if she can put it in my car so I give her the keys and she puts the bag in the trunk. He asks if Ryan had been drinking and he says no. He asks if he has done any drugs and he says no. He asks if he has anything in the car and whether or not he can search it. Ryan gives him the go ahead to search and he comes up with some seeds and stems and holds them out in the palm of his hand and asks Ryan what this is. Ryan said "I don't know man it looks like tomato seeds they probably got stuck to my shoes from our garden". The cop laughs and tells him he's not going to bother arresting him for possession. He walks over to Sarah and asks what was in the bag she had and if he can take a look at what's inside. She says sure and still has my keys so she walks over to the trunk of my car to get it. As she's walking over to my car I can just see the gears moving in the cops head and he's looking back and forth between my car and Ryan's in the exact same make/model and color. I'm probably more nervous than I've ever been in my life and fully expecting him to want to search my car also. I didn't know what to do so I just put my cigarette out and went back into the store. I watch from inside as he goes through her stuff but I can't hear anything they are saying. I keep myself busy inside the store looking outside through the corner of my eye going through all possible scenarios in my head. Sarah walks back into the store and gives me my keys. She asks if there's someplace she can sit till i get off work. I look outside and the tow truck is driving away and Ryan is leaving in the back of the police car. She said the cop just asked who's car it was and she said her friend and that was it. Ryan didn't get in any trouble besides getting a ticket for failure to maintain control of his vehicle and the cop drove him home.

Glad you're enjoying them. I've got a pretty long list of past experiences that I'd like to write about so don't worry they're still coming.

Cool def enjoying them. Do you still keep in touch with anyone from the stories?

Good to hear. I haven't spoken to anyone I've talked about itt for a very long time. Will came to my mother's house last year after at least 12 years without speaking and left contact info for me. When I didn't respond he came back a 2nd time. She's since sold that house and moved. When she told me about him dropping by I told her about him breaking into her house almost 20 years ago and taking my pistol. Most of the relationships with these people end with a falling out over money. I used to have a very bad habit of letting people owe me $ who were very unlikely to return it to me. I'm also very quick to cut off all ties with someone who I felt wronged me in some way. So for many years I was stuck in a vicious cycle of trusting the wrong people, removing them from my life after they ****ed me over and then finding new friends again.

Are you dafong?

I am not

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Your cash results make me wonder why you even mess with donkaments.

Nice work, and keep the stories coming!

The stories are awesome, more of them please. Poker content is a little dry without some hand histories or something, although can understand why you might not want to post many of them.

In for the stories.

Nice results so far!

GLORY! Plus grinding cash everyday can get monotonous.

Sorry about that. Player pool I'm in is somewhat small so I prob won't share many HH. I'll be on the lookout for things I can share when I'm traveling or playing large field MTTs or Smth. I've thought about this quite a bit actually, I'll fig it out. Last night I played a marathon session bc game was amaze. Some fish sat in the middle of the night and wanted to bump it up, both pros quit and left me alone with a buncha random dolts playing pretty big. I gave some back and quit before the game broke bc I couldn't keep my eyes open.
Tyty

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Thought about what Kangal said and I tried to do a recap of the session last night after I was done. I ended up having to omit so much stuff that it didn't even seem interesting to read bc it was so vague. I'd imagine no one wants to open this thread just to see hm I won/lost and updated graph so I'm not sure what I should do going forward. I'll post a threadsaver with this one and if I think of Smth better to include with daily updates I'll change them. I don't want to stop doing them bc it actually gives me extra motivation on top of not wanting to spew $.

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As long as you keep sprinkling in your stories, I think everyone will be more than satisfied.

Congrats again on the results.