Wow, it's been a really long time since I've posted. There's quite a lot of stuff to catch y'all up on. Let's not delay the fun anymore and get right to it...
First off, I am not going on the Veteran's Day Atlantic City trip as I had planned on. This is for a variety of reasons. Lack of planning on my part, lack of money due to bills, lack of attentiveness on my part. It does suck because I was really looking forward to going. I had been planning on this trip since the early summer. Oh well, I am planning on going to Atlantic City this February with Bill and whoever else wants to go with us.
I'm not sure if I mentioned this in previous blogs but recently Bill and I have started playing in the Eastern Poker Tour. I had a couple of good nights, best of which was a second place in which I won a 8 day, 7 night vacation. I haven't been there in a while, but I do plan on going this upcoming week. Bill has done well also, he won a vacation too and has had a couple of final table appearances.
As far as Kurt's goes, I've been doing alright. A few weeks I had good night, but last week I had a bagel. I'm still looking for my first win, but I am pretty much resigned to my fate of being in the bottom five. My horrible year will come to a merciful end in a few weeks. I am totally disappointed with my play this past year. The times I needed to make moves, I didn't. The times I needed to sit back and wait, I overplayed my hands and got over-aggressive. This past week during the second game, I got really annoyed with my play. That was the first time I've been on tilt in a while. Why you ask? I don't really know. I had a decent chip stack early but I ended up chasing a lot of hands that I shouldn't have. And for some weird reason, Ryan's play really pissed me off. He was raising with junk and I would call but be in bad position and completely miss my flop. He would in turn bet and I'd lay my hand down like a little bitch. The worst part is I'd know I had a better hand than he did, but I wouldn't bet it to save my life. A couple of times I pondered going all in over the top of him, but being the little bitch I am, I didn't and I let him run right over me. I was so pissed at the way I played that I didn't say a word for the rest of the night in regards to poker. I played so friggin' bad that I had deserved to lose. Words couldn't express my frustration. I wasn't sulking, it's just that I had made so much progress with my game to play that way felt like regressing back to the old way I played. All the work I had put in, all the discipline I had showed, to play the way I did was to take a huge step backwards. Needless to say, I haven't played poker since and I'm glad I didn't go to Atlantic City. The way I've been playing, they would have stolen everything including the shirt off my back. I'm sure I'll play better next week at Kurt's, I have no doubt about that.
Anyways, that's about it for now. I'll post if there's anything new to say. Have a nice Veteran's Day everybody!
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