I use GT Plus for limit with just VP$IP, PFR, Postflop Agr and Went to SD.

This way you can have a little more information on who to play and who not to. Its a boon, especially when you have more then two tables up. I would advice you give it another shot but use it more as a back up when you play. I think people can get too into it but its nice to know someone calls down 75% of the time when you are wondering whether to bet the turn with a missed AKo.

Rich

Well, i really wasnt gonna respond, but I felt I had to, because of a little something that happened.

I am studyin here at the local coffee place and they have free water from a little filtered tap, with cups and a vat of ice right there too. I went to get some and some lady was in front of me gettin water for like 3 people. So as I was standing behind her fatass trying to figure someway i could get away with kicking it, she turns towards this person sitting at her table, and said

'You want ice with that water?'

Of course i nearly became incontinent upon hearing this. But, I took it as a message from God directly to me to the effect that I should voice those deep thoughts to you that i have been keeping for so long, which can pretty much be summed up as

fuck you you fuck sucking fuck hole fuck eating fuck for brains fuck!

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In the immortal words of a famous 20th century poet, "Come on, baby, let the good times roll!"

I booked a rather distressing 3 hours and 4 minutes today, but I made those fuckers count! Won about $450, continuing my reign of mizorly terror. This included a flopped quads that actually made me some money, along with a couple vicious two-outers (99 vs AA, KK vs AA) that won me some pretty massive pots as the poor sods with AA just couldn't lay off the trigger. I also hit my first royal flush ever, but it was a rather anticlimactic battle of the blinds...pretty cool, nevertheless!

Well, I'm off to see a movie, and probably won't be playing later as the roommate and I just picked up a couple cases. Later!

Current limit : 3-6 LHE
Current Bankroll : $2973

-TW

I'ts great to finally see you on a good run!!! It's been a while hasn't it?

Ha, you misspelled mizorly! And I gotta give props to Mecos for introducing a new word into my vocabulary.

Clearly, you need your eyes checked Nawton.

So I was outside, enjoying a quiet smoke, and contemplating my life. Or at least the very limited portion of it concerning how much I drank last night to have such an awful hangover. And this bee starts attacking me! I don't mean your typical buzz-around-and-try-to-land-a-sting sort of attack, I mean this thing was trying to punk me the fuck out! It just kept ramming into my head, over and over again. I've been told that insects can not have rabies, but I think that theory needs to be reconsidered. Fortunately, it all ended well when I was finally able to land a left hook and disperse of the demonic bug.

Why the fuck does this crazy shit happen to me!?

Momma said there'd be days like this. There'd be days like this, my momma said.

Well fuck it all. Sometimes I think strange thoughts. Today, for example, I was haunted by the faint suspicion that at the other end of my DSL line, there exists a pleasant little universe, filled with happy braindead monkeys playing on Empire Poker. They haplessly push buttons, seemingly at random; and in this pleasant little universe, the laws of probability have taken an extended lunch break. I'm not happy about these thoughts, because I generally try to see the best in people. Some days, it's tough.

I went a stellar 1 for 4 with AA, and the 1 was a fucking blind steal. QQ and JJ continuously brought forth a flury of aces and kings, and gutshots were rampant. I did a splendid job of missing my draws and getting 3-outered on the strange occasions where I'd manage to make a pair. Some guy called 4 bets preflop (not all at once, I admit) with J5o and wound up rivering trip jacks against my TPTK, but that didn't really matter because another guy called 4 bets preflop with 33 and flopped a set. I suppose you'll have these things.

I really feel like doing something truly devestating to the world in general right now. Perhaps I'll start a forest-fire and then viciously disembowel Smoky the fuckin Bear with a rusty filet knife when he attempts to set things right. Or maybe I'll kill some whales and beat a green-peace member to death with its mutilated gall-bladder. Do fucking whales even have gall-bladders? I aim to find out.

Current limit : 3-6 LHE
Current Bankroll : $2718

-TW

Heh heh, my actual results seem to have gone unmentioned in that rant, though I'm sure you can guess that I did not book a win! I played for 3 hours and lost $250. I'm still up over 600 less than halfway through the week, and I can't really complain after the past few days I've had. Still, always helps to blow off some steam in the ol' journal.

-TW

That sucks tightwad. I hate taking my car into the shop. The only time I will do it now is when I have to get new tires, and even that backfired on me one time.

I took my car into Firestone to get the tires replaced, and they were offering a free check up to see how my car was running. I came back about four hours later and my car was completely taken apart. This was quite a shock to me as all I really wanted was a new set of tires. Those bastards told me that to get my car in tip top shape I was going to have to pay them over five grand. As you can imagine I was freaking out.

I called my dad and told him what they wanted to fix on the car and to get his advice. He told me to get the tires and have them replace the distibuter cap because it was supposedly cracked. They probably cracked it when they pulled it out, because the car was running fine when I took it in. So I decide to let them replace the cap. I went in trying to get the sale they had on my tires and ended up paying another 150 or so for the other shit and labor.

2 weeks later...

My car quit running. I had never had a problem with this car in the 2 years I had owned it. Can you guess what the problem was? It was my distributer cap. It had cracked again. I went back to Firestone and they told me there was nothing they could do about it, because I did not let them fix the rest of the things that were wrong with my car. I flipped out and started screaming at them. I think I said, " Well its a good fucking thing I didnt let you fuckers fix the rest of my fucking car because the fucking car would never run again." That was just one line taken from the conversation. There was much much more that I won't get into

I ended up buying a new cap from the honda dealership and that cracked also. It was a good thing I had a warrenty on this distibuter cap. That damn distributer cap cracked 3 more times before I sold my car to an unsuspecting friend. He wasn't that good of friend anyway.


THE END

Stealth

Well, I had a reasonably profitable day...but only reasonably. It really hurts because it should've been better, but my first session was not played well at all. I lost $100, and part of that is that the cards weren't too good...but there were still too many hands that I payed off when I should've dropped on the turn (or flop)...and too many others where I just got frustrated and played hands I shouldn't have to begin with.

My second session went a lot better and netted me about $250 to put my up $150 for the day, but there were still a few things I could've done better. There were also a few really fucking irritating suckouts in huge pots, so if Lady Luck had been a lot kinder I could've actually salvaged a big win today. But what can ya do? These things even out in the long run, and I really have to learn to focus on decisions rather than results.

On a lighter note...there is a beloved frequent poster on this forum who has seen fit to dis my journal elsewhere. He will remain nameless, but I will admit that he sometimes goes by the alias "KennyG". I will take the high road in this instance, and not even bring up the ridiculous number (twenty-seven) of young boys whose genitals have made unwilling contact with his fallacy-telling tongue. And in the interest of protecting my detractor from embarassment, I will also withhold the equally ridiculous number (zero) of times he's actually been layed.

Since he made me swear not to disclose the following information, I will gracefully decline the opportunity to mention his lifelong dream of being in a passionate sexwich between Margaret Thatcher and William Shatner...and I am far too much of a class-act to even mention the brief (six year-long) fling he had with one Adam Cadle while under the alias of "Kate." In the interest of good taste and civility, we will not delve into his unusual masturbation habits involving a can-opener, 3 pounds of molasses, and A.A.R.P. magazine.

Kenny once told me, "TW, I really wish I had a dick as long as yours." Apparently his girlfriend simply wouldn't shut up about the sheer magnitude of my dangler. I truly did not wish to harm her relationship with my good friend Kenny, but apparently she was just far too overcome by the newly acquired knowledge that a dick could actually be longer - much longer- than 2 inches, which was what she had unfortunately come to expect.

Then there was the time I fucked his mom.

Current limit : 3-6 LHE
Current Bankroll : $2837

-TW

P.S. Just in case anyone doesn't know me well enough and actually took that seriously; I do not, in fact, have any problem with Kenny...though the part about his girlfriend is true I hadn't even noticed that aforementioned dissage, but when the Kennster pointed it out, I felt I owed him a response.