For those of you that were in the IRC chat last night, you know I was feeling pretty shitty about my continued misfortune in tournaments. I signed offline and left the chat and layed in my bed being pissed. Kelsea text messaged me and INSISTED that she come over and cheer me up. She drew this on my computer when she got here:
I went to Kayla's after Kelsea left, because a) I'm a pimp with many women in my life and b) Kayla asked me to come over after. Unfortunately, I told Kayla it'd be like an hour and a half, and Kelsea ended up arriving earlier than I had thought so when I went to Kayla's she was out getting something to eat. Presumably because she doesn't expect to be able to fuck for 3 hours on an empty stomach. I went home and when she got back she texted me and blah blah blah but at that point I was pretty tired and said fuck it, and went to sleep. I woke up today at like 5:30 AM and decided to stay up.
I just polished off a nice 3+ hour session of 9 tabling. Morti, a 2/4 regular who is definately a winner, but not a very big one, was my whipping boy today. Below are some noteworthy hands, and a graph of the session.
Awesome hands.
And a really really funny bad beat.
And a graph of the session.
Boy, you got me confused with a man who repeats himself.