I was under the impression that it's been relatively quiet for OP. Given his comments in other spots of the forum, I imagine his life hasn't been particularly degen or spectacular.

A sense of normalcy, perhaps?

Where you left off?????

this...

update 1 time

bumpity, bump, bump, bump................

http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/sh...postcount=4088

To those who haven't seen, he posted a story in an another thread yesterday.

I would so bankroll this guys degeneracy if I were filthy rich. Dudes a legend.

WOW!!!

Thanks for the link.

1- Knew it would be a great story when I read the line "Here you go sir, here is your credit card".

2- Know the story will not be ending soon when I read the line "I haven't played since... but I want to".

Appreciate the support guys but don't wanna get anyone's hopes up that I have many tales of degeneracy left to tell - I posted my one main encounter with Gamblor in Degen Stories, 'cause apart from that my life has been, like the other guy said, more in sync with normalcy than insanity (brag?), the last 3 months. however, have definitely been far from normal... or maybe not... maybe in the context of this thread relapse, booze, drugs, women, and coming to the brink of complete annihilation is actually normal... Regardless, for the most part I'm aiming to live a simple life now, I've played hardly any poker in the past 6 months, and although I'm considering going back to the casino for another shot at live 1/2, I still doubt whether my exploits would be of much interest anymore.

Keep hope alive man... everybody's got a dream man...God bless.

Fine, but one or two more would certainly do the trick.

Let us be the judge of that, my friend.

They say it's suicide on an installment plan. Pay as you go. Interest accrued exponentially.

Waiting for some fabled breaking down of the hotel room door by parties so desperate to claim rescue that they are moved to such careless and unsociable vandalism. Have another drink, get this over with. It is, after all, supposed to be your last. I've said that a few times before. Afterwards, but not during. Maybe a glimmer of hope is to be found there? Have another drink. Feel the cold acidic slither down into the stomach, devoid of it's preferred, more tangible form of nourishment. Long used to such mistreatment, it will either expel it's contents when I'm at my most fragile, or, if unable to endure the abuse any longer, enact a suicidal injury upon us both, and I wouldn't blame it one bit. My dick, to you too I extend my deepest condolences. Your rightful connection with my heart has been betrayed too many times to recall, and although you pose as the perfect scapegoat, at least you may take comfort in the fact that I'd never be so dishonest as to cast any blame on you whatsoever - after all, was it not you that through noble surrender left me hapless, incredulous, and feeling oh so betrayed by your withdrawal? You have served me well, old man. You've done me innumerable and immeasurable services of which magnitude I can only guess at, and shortchange you in oblivion. I cannot fault you at all. I wish for us both to find home someday, leave it with me bud. So from whence comes all malevolent and sadistic this other entity that authors my destruction? This trite drawn out tired spectacle of the lamenting loser? What piece of **** mother****er rages forth hellbent on issuing my ultimate humiliation? Wretched little small-man syndrome calloused rodent, well nourished on your diet of fear. Well, guess what. Your number's up. You've had a nice run, ****ing up my life and reducing me to the pitiful shell of my former and future self. But I'll thankyou nonetheless, for your valued and tireless service in teaching me the absolute algorithm of empathy, compassion, and perseverance. Gnawed at, poked and prodded like some helpless captive guinea pig, regardless your residence and indeed your influence will never be in vain, I'll see to it. For you, with your bristled outrage and plague-bearing fangs are but a little rat, trapped in a cage - you've merely learned how to sweet-talk your way to the amok, your plentiful and stimulating playground. And maybe I have been lonely, and your one great talent of seductive little destructive nothings have often been victorious over the genuine, sincere and appealing; my ears know now the ring of your cruelty. I'll afford you one last dance, once last foray beyond your cage, but guess what, mother****er, I've put a big ass ****in chain around your neck. Wheeze and splutter and issue your acrimony to all your little poisoned hearts content - you'll only tire yourself out quicker, splinter those brittle little vertebrae.

I might have just unlocked the mystery of the human problem. It is fear. All of it. Every injustice, every senseless act, every beaten spouse, every abused child, every ****ing racial, sexual, orientation based hatred, hatred itself.... Fear. Trace it back. If you dare. And the all-reaching myriad branches it puts out, climbing everything in sight. Conquer fear, and life is saved. How do we do this? Love, duh.

update in english please? best of luck to you.

Cliffs for bubonicplay:

- Lived for 8 months without a drink.
- Moved out from mother's, into the sweetest beach-house you or I or anyone could imagine
- Gained a job at a hospital (lolguineapig) being part orderly, part cleaner, part storeman
- relapsed at day 248, bad craziness
- Received 34K in compensation from old work injury
- Grinded around 5K of profit at 1/2
- Lost over 15K in ensuing degeneracy
- began and succeeded in the most unexplainable, inexplicable forum dwelling surpassing pursuit of an undeniable 10, the most mind blowing 10 to ever walk to the Earth, and changed as a person
- Lost 12 kg's without even trying
- Preparing for life out of a van
- reconnecting with my subhuman counterparts


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- drinking what is hopefully my last before my next extended reprieve... Cheers

Who wants cliffs??? Details please. Good luck op....

OP found a time machine and has been living in the 1800's?

OP updated in the Degen Stories thread. Not doing fantastic.

utterly shocked at that.

Sad to hear that our hero has once again spun out of control.
Nice to here that he landed safely.
NWB, are you getting professional help?
If you keep xxxxing up your life once every few months, sooner or later you´re gonna get hurt for real.

Take care, man!

Over 2 years and absolutely nothing has changed with this cat...........

yea its great, NWB please elaborate on what happened with the 15k loss?

On the contrary; I am living in an amazing house right on the beach, I'm in the best physical shape I've ever been, I have more money in the bank than I've ever had before, I'm gainfully employed, and I have a ridiculously amazing girl in my life. And I'm back on the path to sobriety after a much needed spiritual awakening. Didn't lose the house, didn't lose the job, didn't lose the car, didn't lose the girl. All I lost was some money, which I have let go.

Sorry!

All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screaming
All the ballers is bouncing they like the way I be leaning
All the rappers be hating, off the track that I'm making
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it