Tuesday, December 30, 2008
movin on down
So my bad run at 100nl continues (despite the awesomeness you saw below) and, due to bankroll requirements I'm forced now to move back down to 50nl in order to rebuild. What can you do? Its just frustrating because I made a goal to be playing 100nl by the end of the year and now that the year is coming to a close I have to temporarily admit defeat and move down. Lame.
Monday, December 29, 2008
ship the boomsauce
Full Tilt Poker Game #9747794469: Table Gunn (deep 6) - $0.50/$1 - No Limit Hold'em - 11:59:58 ET - 2008/12/29
Seat 1: linkwood ($183.70)
Seat 2: xJames_30 ($165)
Seat 3: Trent Wynne ($303.25)
Seat 4: Just Lukk ($70.75)
Seat 5: wolgaster82 ($124.45)
Seat 6: j effin money ($420.10)
linkwood posts the small blind of $0.50
xJames_30 posts the big blind of $1
The button is in seat #6
*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to linkwood [As Jd]
Trent Wynne folds
Just Lukk folds
wolgaster82 calls $1
j effin money folds
linkwood raises to $6
xJames_30 folds
wolgaster82 raises to $11
linkwood calls $5
*** FLOP *** [9h Qc Qd]
linkwood checks
wolgaster82 bets $10
linkwood calls $10
*** TURN *** [9h Qc Qd] [6c]
linkwood checks
wolgaster82 bets $13
linkwood calls $13
*** RIVER *** [9h Qc Qd 6c] [3h]
linkwood checks
wolgaster82 has 15 seconds left to act
wolgaster82 bets $90.45, and is all in
linkwood has 15 seconds left to act
linkwood has requested TIME
linkwood calls $90.45
*** SHOW DOWN ***
wolgaster82 shows [Js Kc] a pair of Queens
linkwood shows [As Jd] a pair of Queens
linkwood wins the pot ($246.90) with a pair of Queens
wolgaster82 is sitting out
*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot $249.90 | Rake $3
Board: [9h Qc Qd 6c 3h]
Seat 1: linkwood (small blind) showed [As Jd] and won ($246.90) with a pair of Queens
Seat 2: xJames_30 (big blind) folded before the Flop
Seat 3: Trent Wynne didn't bet (folded)
Seat 4: Just Lukk didn't bet (folded)
Seat 5: wolgaster82 showed [Js Kc] and lost with a pair of Queens
Seat 6: j effin money (button) didn't bet (folded)
Seat 1: linkwood ($183.70)
Seat 2: xJames_30 ($165)
Seat 3: Trent Wynne ($303.25)
Seat 4: Just Lukk ($70.75)
Seat 5: wolgaster82 ($124.45)
Seat 6: j effin money ($420.10)
linkwood posts the small blind of $0.50
xJames_30 posts the big blind of $1
The button is in seat #6
*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to linkwood [As Jd]
Trent Wynne folds
Just Lukk folds
wolgaster82 calls $1
j effin money folds
linkwood raises to $6
xJames_30 folds
wolgaster82 raises to $11
linkwood calls $5
*** FLOP *** [9h Qc Qd]
linkwood checks
wolgaster82 bets $10
linkwood calls $10
*** TURN *** [9h Qc Qd] [6c]
linkwood checks
wolgaster82 bets $13
linkwood calls $13
*** RIVER *** [9h Qc Qd 6c] [3h]
linkwood checks
wolgaster82 has 15 seconds left to act
wolgaster82 bets $90.45, and is all in
linkwood has 15 seconds left to act
linkwood has requested TIME
linkwood calls $90.45
*** SHOW DOWN ***
wolgaster82 shows [Js Kc] a pair of Queens
linkwood shows [As Jd] a pair of Queens
linkwood wins the pot ($246.90) with a pair of Queens
wolgaster82 is sitting out
*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot $249.90 | Rake $3
Board: [9h Qc Qd 6c 3h]
Seat 1: linkwood (small blind) showed [As Jd] and won ($246.90) with a pair of Queens
Seat 2: xJames_30 (big blind) folded before the Flop
Seat 3: Trent Wynne didn't bet (folded)
Seat 4: Just Lukk didn't bet (folded)
Seat 5: wolgaster82 showed [Js Kc] and lost with a pair of Queens
Seat 6: j effin money (button) didn't bet (folded)
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Sin City
So we just got back from spending Christmas in the City of Sin, Las Vegas. Overall the trip was fun. I couldn't have come at a better time too, as both Catherine and I were exhausted from working on the house non-stop the previous week, with almost no end in site. So we were in need of an escape from reality. There are two places I know of that allow an almost total escape from reality: Disneyland and Las Vegas. So the trip was perfect in its timing. As far as spending Christmas in Vegas in general, it was good. I wouldn't say it was great, but I enjoyed it. Its definitely not something I want to do every year, but I wouldn't mind doing it again sometime to just mix it up.
Anyways, so we got there and our room was totally awesome. A suite, with two bathrooms and a tv that rises up right at the foot of the bed. That was pretty dope. Then, of course, after an excellent dinner at BLT Burgers (excellent burgers and spiked milkshakes. highly recommended), Catherine and I headed to the poker room. Day one I went up after crushing one poor gentleman's soul in two hands. One I floppped a flush against whatever he had, probalby an overpair with a flush draw, and the other I flopped top pair when he was steaming and he check raised me all in on the flop with whatever piece of cheese he had. I snap called and they shipped me the pot. Unfortunately Catherine was down a buy in after a guy overplayed a draw against her set and he got there. So day 1 we were slightly up.
Day 2 was mostly reserved for poker, so we headed down and signed up for the noon tournament. Out of 21 people, 3 were Gantts; Catherine, my dad, and I. So, honestly, we were favorites to take this shit down. And indeed, when they got down to one table, 10 left, all three of us were still in. Alas, Catherine and my dad went out 10th and 9th, so I was left to defend the family name. But due to the insanely bad structure of these low buy-in tournaments we were 5 handed with no one having over 20 big blinds. So it was a shove fest. I shoved in a race situation and lost, so I walked away in shame, cursing the donkaments. But after a little rest and a yummy dinner at Noodle Asia in the Venetian we went back for our vengence in the cash games. The poker gods had other plans though. Catherine was card dead and mostly just hovered around even, ending up about 150ish. I got crushed though. I had a lot of playable hands but either didn't get action when I had the best of it or got drawn out on. So, that night we left down overall on the trip 200 bucks.
Day 3 was Christmas eve and Catherine and I were out for blood and revenge. We started the day, however, by going down to Fremont Street, old town Las Vegas. It was really cool to see all the old casinos and notice the subtle differences between the old ones and the new ones. While walking through one of them I noticed that their slot machines take coins (none of the new ones do anymore) so I took the 3 quarters in my pocket and put them in one. Four pulls later I somehow managed to cash out (all in quarters) for $37! Not sure how that happened, but I couldn't help but feel it was a good sign.
After hanging out in old town for a bit and losing a little bit in the table games we headed back to the Mirage to stake our claim. This is when the boomsauce was starting to get passed, as I proceeded to just crush the game, playing 3 big pots really well and only losing one of them. Catherine, again, just hovered, not getting many cards, and ended up a little bit. Overall though we were up about 400 on the trip at this point.
We had to meet my folks for Christmas eve dinner though so we left our day session and enjoyed a great Mexican meal (a family tradition) at Treasure Island. I was out for more blood though, so we promptly returned after dinner. The only blood that was drawn was my own though. I lost two large pots in a row with KK and QQ and then proceeded to receive a disgusting beat. So a crazy old guy limps under the gun, a tight lady calls in middle position and I call in the cut off with Qd8d. The blinds check and we see a 5 way pot. The flop is Ad4d6h and crazy old guy bets out the minimum, which the tight lady calls. I decide to take the pot odds and just call. The blinds fold and the three of us see the lovely 7d on the turn, giving me the second best possible hand. Crazy old guy now leads out for 15, which tight lady again calls. I announce raise and put out 50. The dealer however was engrossed in conversation, didn't see my raise and proceeds to deal out the river card, which was the 7h (a good card for me overall). After realizing that I raised, it is ruled that the 7h will be placed back in the deck, the two players will have a chance to react to my raise while the dealer reshuffles the remaining deck, and after that we will deal a new river card. So the old guy calls my raise and the tight lady folds. The deck is reshuffled and a new river dealt, which is the ominous 2d. Now, I still basically have the second best possible hand, but I nearly puke when now the old man leads at me for 40. I make the crying call and, sure enough, he turns over Kd4c, showing the best possible hand. So, had the dealer seen my raise I would have won the pot without question. But since he didn't I lost a $190 pot. Needless to say I was less than pleased and we called it an early night that Christmas eve.
On Christmas morning, Day 4, Catherine and I woke up and opened the presents we got for each other. She got me some really cool stuff and seemed to be excited about the stuff I got her, so that was cool. Then we walked down the hall in our pjs to meet in my parent's suite (which was even more balla than ours) to have a family Christmas breakfast. My parents and sister all seemed to like the presents we got for them and while we waited for room service to deliver the food we sat around and asked questions from a book of "if" questions I got for my dad. It was a lot of fun hearing people's different answers to questions. It really was a special Christmas time that I think we'll all kind of cherish as a Christmas memory (or at least I will). Our breakfast came and it was oh so yummy. They even brought us too much champagne for the mimosas, so we have a little extra for New Years.
After breakfast, we went our separate ways, got cleaned up, and went down to go play some poker. I was really interested to see how Vegas was on Christmas day. We went down at around 10am and it was largely empty. But by noon it was packed. And sure enough, that evening it was extremely busy. When we stopped playing Christmas night, at around 1am almost every table was completely full. So we sat down and I wondered what Christmas presents Santa would have for me at this table, and he didn't disappoint. Once again the boomsauce was passed and this time I won every big pot I played. Catherine, again, wasn't getting much cards and was getting understandably frustrated, so we left early to grab a late lunch, so she could watch the Lakers/Celtic game and we could prepare for the evening festivities. Again though, we were way up.
That evening we joined my parents and were picked up by their friends to head to a mid-week Channukah celebration. It was...different. The food was a little bit too weird for my tastes, which made things awkward because none of us ate very much and there was a lot of food. But all in all, it was fun to see the different ways of celebrating the holiday. We lit the mannorah, and read traditional Jewish prayers, and the gentleman whose house we were at gave a great explanation of what Channukah means, how it is one of the first times in history a people fought expressly for the purpose of religious freedom, which made it kind of special.
After the party though it was back to the tables for one last go. Again though, my great day run was followed by a poor performance at night. I just couldn't get anything going, and bled a lot of chips. Catherine couldn't do much either, but again, she was up a little, so we called it a night and went up to our room. That would be our last bit of playing for the trip. After four days of playing we were up $600 and change. Not bad at all.
So it was a good Christmas. Not perfect, but special in its own way, and definitely memorable.
Anyways, so we got there and our room was totally awesome. A suite, with two bathrooms and a tv that rises up right at the foot of the bed. That was pretty dope. Then, of course, after an excellent dinner at BLT Burgers (excellent burgers and spiked milkshakes. highly recommended), Catherine and I headed to the poker room. Day one I went up after crushing one poor gentleman's soul in two hands. One I floppped a flush against whatever he had, probalby an overpair with a flush draw, and the other I flopped top pair when he was steaming and he check raised me all in on the flop with whatever piece of cheese he had. I snap called and they shipped me the pot. Unfortunately Catherine was down a buy in after a guy overplayed a draw against her set and he got there. So day 1 we were slightly up.
Day 2 was mostly reserved for poker, so we headed down and signed up for the noon tournament. Out of 21 people, 3 were Gantts; Catherine, my dad, and I. So, honestly, we were favorites to take this shit down. And indeed, when they got down to one table, 10 left, all three of us were still in. Alas, Catherine and my dad went out 10th and 9th, so I was left to defend the family name. But due to the insanely bad structure of these low buy-in tournaments we were 5 handed with no one having over 20 big blinds. So it was a shove fest. I shoved in a race situation and lost, so I walked away in shame, cursing the donkaments. But after a little rest and a yummy dinner at Noodle Asia in the Venetian we went back for our vengence in the cash games. The poker gods had other plans though. Catherine was card dead and mostly just hovered around even, ending up about 150ish. I got crushed though. I had a lot of playable hands but either didn't get action when I had the best of it or got drawn out on. So, that night we left down overall on the trip 200 bucks.
Day 3 was Christmas eve and Catherine and I were out for blood and revenge. We started the day, however, by going down to Fremont Street, old town Las Vegas. It was really cool to see all the old casinos and notice the subtle differences between the old ones and the new ones. While walking through one of them I noticed that their slot machines take coins (none of the new ones do anymore) so I took the 3 quarters in my pocket and put them in one. Four pulls later I somehow managed to cash out (all in quarters) for $37! Not sure how that happened, but I couldn't help but feel it was a good sign.
After hanging out in old town for a bit and losing a little bit in the table games we headed back to the Mirage to stake our claim. This is when the boomsauce was starting to get passed, as I proceeded to just crush the game, playing 3 big pots really well and only losing one of them. Catherine, again, just hovered, not getting many cards, and ended up a little bit. Overall though we were up about 400 on the trip at this point.
We had to meet my folks for Christmas eve dinner though so we left our day session and enjoyed a great Mexican meal (a family tradition) at Treasure Island. I was out for more blood though, so we promptly returned after dinner. The only blood that was drawn was my own though. I lost two large pots in a row with KK and QQ and then proceeded to receive a disgusting beat. So a crazy old guy limps under the gun, a tight lady calls in middle position and I call in the cut off with Qd8d. The blinds check and we see a 5 way pot. The flop is Ad4d6h and crazy old guy bets out the minimum, which the tight lady calls. I decide to take the pot odds and just call. The blinds fold and the three of us see the lovely 7d on the turn, giving me the second best possible hand. Crazy old guy now leads out for 15, which tight lady again calls. I announce raise and put out 50. The dealer however was engrossed in conversation, didn't see my raise and proceeds to deal out the river card, which was the 7h (a good card for me overall). After realizing that I raised, it is ruled that the 7h will be placed back in the deck, the two players will have a chance to react to my raise while the dealer reshuffles the remaining deck, and after that we will deal a new river card. So the old guy calls my raise and the tight lady folds. The deck is reshuffled and a new river dealt, which is the ominous 2d. Now, I still basically have the second best possible hand, but I nearly puke when now the old man leads at me for 40. I make the crying call and, sure enough, he turns over Kd4c, showing the best possible hand. So, had the dealer seen my raise I would have won the pot without question. But since he didn't I lost a $190 pot. Needless to say I was less than pleased and we called it an early night that Christmas eve.
On Christmas morning, Day 4, Catherine and I woke up and opened the presents we got for each other. She got me some really cool stuff and seemed to be excited about the stuff I got her, so that was cool. Then we walked down the hall in our pjs to meet in my parent's suite (which was even more balla than ours) to have a family Christmas breakfast. My parents and sister all seemed to like the presents we got for them and while we waited for room service to deliver the food we sat around and asked questions from a book of "if" questions I got for my dad. It was a lot of fun hearing people's different answers to questions. It really was a special Christmas time that I think we'll all kind of cherish as a Christmas memory (or at least I will). Our breakfast came and it was oh so yummy. They even brought us too much champagne for the mimosas, so we have a little extra for New Years.
After breakfast, we went our separate ways, got cleaned up, and went down to go play some poker. I was really interested to see how Vegas was on Christmas day. We went down at around 10am and it was largely empty. But by noon it was packed. And sure enough, that evening it was extremely busy. When we stopped playing Christmas night, at around 1am almost every table was completely full. So we sat down and I wondered what Christmas presents Santa would have for me at this table, and he didn't disappoint. Once again the boomsauce was passed and this time I won every big pot I played. Catherine, again, wasn't getting much cards and was getting understandably frustrated, so we left early to grab a late lunch, so she could watch the Lakers/Celtic game and we could prepare for the evening festivities. Again though, we were way up.
That evening we joined my parents and were picked up by their friends to head to a mid-week Channukah celebration. It was...different. The food was a little bit too weird for my tastes, which made things awkward because none of us ate very much and there was a lot of food. But all in all, it was fun to see the different ways of celebrating the holiday. We lit the mannorah, and read traditional Jewish prayers, and the gentleman whose house we were at gave a great explanation of what Channukah means, how it is one of the first times in history a people fought expressly for the purpose of religious freedom, which made it kind of special.
After the party though it was back to the tables for one last go. Again though, my great day run was followed by a poor performance at night. I just couldn't get anything going, and bled a lot of chips. Catherine couldn't do much either, but again, she was up a little, so we called it a night and went up to our room. That would be our last bit of playing for the trip. After four days of playing we were up $600 and change. Not bad at all.
So it was a good Christmas. Not perfect, but special in its own way, and definitely memorable.
Monday, December 15, 2008
living with yourself
Two posts in one day...I'm so chatty.
Something I've been thinking a lot about lately is how self-perception can blind you. All of us know people who we would consider to be assholes or idiots or something negative. My question is do they know that they are an asshole, or whatever? What did Adolf Hitler think of himself? Did he think that he was an evil person? I think that its fairly clear that he likely didn't think he was evil, but rather thought he was doing the right thing. In the same way, I believe that the people around us who are stupid or jerks or misguided at best have no idea that they are that way. They are simply making what they consider to be the best decision(s) as they face them.
So what does this mean? This means that we can be living our lives, thinking we are a good, intelligent person, but in reality be a complete moron or a complete asshole or whatever. Think about it, if you were an asshole how would you be able to tell (unless you had a good friend like Kevin to constantly remind you that you are one)?
All my life I've believed that I was a good, intelligent, hard working person. But how do I know that I am? I think that too often I rely on my own optimistic ego to cloud my self-perception without sufficient evidence. Recently though it has occurred to me that perhaps I am not as good of a person as I thought. I look back on things I've done or relationships I've lost that I've reasoned were inevitable or at least not my fault and now see how culpable I perhaps am. I look back at my intentions that I once thought to be above reproach and now see as stained with arrogance and selfishness.
The hard part is not only identifying that you are this way but also preventing it from happening again. Life rarely presents you with clear black and white choices. Over time entropy takes over parts of your life where I don't exert absolute control. Over time, without my direct effort, I become lazy, prideful, and self-serving, all the while cocooned by my false self-perceptions.
The only solution is to force myself to become the person I want to be. I can't just expect to be a good person unless I act like one. And acting like a good person means slowing down and considering each choice I make every day, in all moments and finding the choice that best fits with the person I want to become. Its too easy to shut down and run on instinct. But in order to avoid a life of mediocrity I have to maintain awareness. I need to focus on what I want and seize every opportunity to get myself there. Otherwise I will find myself constantly slipping away from who I want to be, and I will be the unaware asshole for my whole life, always wondering why things never work out the way I want them to.
Something I've been thinking a lot about lately is how self-perception can blind you. All of us know people who we would consider to be assholes or idiots or something negative. My question is do they know that they are an asshole, or whatever? What did Adolf Hitler think of himself? Did he think that he was an evil person? I think that its fairly clear that he likely didn't think he was evil, but rather thought he was doing the right thing. In the same way, I believe that the people around us who are stupid or jerks or misguided at best have no idea that they are that way. They are simply making what they consider to be the best decision(s) as they face them.
So what does this mean? This means that we can be living our lives, thinking we are a good, intelligent person, but in reality be a complete moron or a complete asshole or whatever. Think about it, if you were an asshole how would you be able to tell (unless you had a good friend like Kevin to constantly remind you that you are one)?
All my life I've believed that I was a good, intelligent, hard working person. But how do I know that I am? I think that too often I rely on my own optimistic ego to cloud my self-perception without sufficient evidence. Recently though it has occurred to me that perhaps I am not as good of a person as I thought. I look back on things I've done or relationships I've lost that I've reasoned were inevitable or at least not my fault and now see how culpable I perhaps am. I look back at my intentions that I once thought to be above reproach and now see as stained with arrogance and selfishness.
The hard part is not only identifying that you are this way but also preventing it from happening again. Life rarely presents you with clear black and white choices. Over time entropy takes over parts of your life where I don't exert absolute control. Over time, without my direct effort, I become lazy, prideful, and self-serving, all the while cocooned by my false self-perceptions.
The only solution is to force myself to become the person I want to be. I can't just expect to be a good person unless I act like one. And acting like a good person means slowing down and considering each choice I make every day, in all moments and finding the choice that best fits with the person I want to become. Its too easy to shut down and run on instinct. But in order to avoid a life of mediocrity I have to maintain awareness. I need to focus on what I want and seize every opportunity to get myself there. Otherwise I will find myself constantly slipping away from who I want to be, and I will be the unaware asshole for my whole life, always wondering why things never work out the way I want them to.
Christmas in California
So we finally got our keys to our house last night. We are officially home owners. I thought that once we got the keys I would feel like a home owner, but that's not the case. It all still feels weird and distant. Still, we're moving in now, over the course of the next few days actually. We have a lot of work to do on the house. The gentleman who was living there didn't really clean up the house and actually left a bunch of things behind. So we're sorting through it all to see what's useful and what's junk. Its all very exciting though.
We had our annual charity poker tournament. I predicted that this year I would go deep, and probably win, as I haven't done well in the past in these tournaments. I was right that I went deep, but didn't win. I was the chip leader throughout most of the tournament and went into four handed play (just in the money) as the chip leader. But four handed things started going against me and I predicted that I would be next out. I was right. Oh well. Kevin and Karen chopped up first and second place money to take the title. The evening was a success though. We were able to get almost $2000 to give to a needy family, or families, for Christmas. So we were really happy with how it went.
I've been running better at poker and have almost won back everything I've lost. So that's nice. In just a few days we will be in Vegas. I'm soooo excited for that.
We had our annual charity poker tournament. I predicted that this year I would go deep, and probably win, as I haven't done well in the past in these tournaments. I was right that I went deep, but didn't win. I was the chip leader throughout most of the tournament and went into four handed play (just in the money) as the chip leader. But four handed things started going against me and I predicted that I would be next out. I was right. Oh well. Kevin and Karen chopped up first and second place money to take the title. The evening was a success though. We were able to get almost $2000 to give to a needy family, or families, for Christmas. So we were really happy with how it went.
I've been running better at poker and have almost won back everything I've lost. So that's nice. In just a few days we will be in Vegas. I'm soooo excited for that.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
moving on up. getting smacked down.
So yesterday I played about 2000 hands of 100nl. I played a little during my session on Tuesday and won a good amount. Yesterday though....not so good. I'm not sure but I think I lost my largest amount in a day of online play. It was only about 4 and half buy ins, but its still quite a sting both because of the monetary value and because it is always disconcerting when you go up to a new level and get the shit kicked out of you. You start to question if maybe you're not ready, not as good as you thought you were. Of course there's probably truth to that, but, if I remember correctly, when I first went up to 50nl I got smacked also. Its just part of the learning process. I was really hoping to use some of the money for Vegas, but that won't happen unless I at least get back to the level I was at before.
Monday, December 8, 2008
the family retard
So I succumbed to the Facebook bug. However, I don't want to stop writing here, so I'm going to try and keep writing. I must keep my adoring audience of one happy.
Anyways, so we still don't have the keys to our house. The guy has our money but he hasn't moved out of the house yet, and since it would be awkward to live in the house while he is living there we will wait. According to the contract he has until Sunday to finish moving out, so we should be in by next Monday at the latest. The guy has been more than patient with us, so he can take all the time he needs. We're planning to have the house for a long time, so its ok to wait a couple of extra days. It was a bit of a let down though, given that we were expecting to have the keys today.
Things with poker have been going well. My poker coaching sessions have been going great. I'm learning a lot of great things that are exciting and make my head spin. Tomorrow I have another session, so we'll see how that goes. But today I had my first session of 100nl. I won a little in the short session, which was good. It was a little intimidating but I don't think I saw a big difference in the level of play. So I'm hoping to keep playing at that level and make a little extra money. I'm not sure how high I want to go with my bankroll. Probably somewhere in the $10k to $20k level. Then I'll be able to start bringing in some extra money regularly, which would be sweet.
I'm sooooo excited for Vegas in a couple of weeks. Getting away fro a bit just sounds great, and being able to get away and just relax and play a ton of poker sounds perfect.
Anyways, I should get ready for bed now.
Anyways, so we still don't have the keys to our house. The guy has our money but he hasn't moved out of the house yet, and since it would be awkward to live in the house while he is living there we will wait. According to the contract he has until Sunday to finish moving out, so we should be in by next Monday at the latest. The guy has been more than patient with us, so he can take all the time he needs. We're planning to have the house for a long time, so its ok to wait a couple of extra days. It was a bit of a let down though, given that we were expecting to have the keys today.
Things with poker have been going well. My poker coaching sessions have been going great. I'm learning a lot of great things that are exciting and make my head spin. Tomorrow I have another session, so we'll see how that goes. But today I had my first session of 100nl. I won a little in the short session, which was good. It was a little intimidating but I don't think I saw a big difference in the level of play. So I'm hoping to keep playing at that level and make a little extra money. I'm not sure how high I want to go with my bankroll. Probably somewhere in the $10k to $20k level. Then I'll be able to start bringing in some extra money regularly, which would be sweet.
I'm sooooo excited for Vegas in a couple of weeks. Getting away fro a bit just sounds great, and being able to get away and just relax and play a ton of poker sounds perfect.
Anyways, I should get ready for bed now.
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