Here's A Spoon - EMA
BABYMAMADRAMA. I just like saying that.
Been way too long since I've updated this shiz, so here are some news and notes:
- Went to Turning Stone with PHELON a few weeks ago, during the week. Played very little $1-5 Stud since the game broke up as soon as I got there (I think the old guys were trying to catch the early bird special), and didn't win a hand for about an hour, folding a Queen-high flush against an open pair on 7th after he talked it up about how tight I was then fired $5 into the pot. Horrible fold even though there was an overcall, he had a J-high flush :( 1-3 Hold'em tables were a little better this time, since it was more passive and the college kids were not pumping every pot by capping any 2 preflop and on the flop. Raised QQ preflop and got 5 callers, flop came Axx and I check/folded to a bet. 3 people showed down Aces. Raised QQ preflop again and got 5 callers, and 3 called down on a 24525 board, and I took it down without a river call. Flopped trip Jacks but lost to a river flush that I should NOT have paid off. Big hand had a younger Asian girl raise in EP with 5 callers to me, I called with 44 and flopped a set on a 468 board, where it was checked to me, I bet and 4 called. Turn 6, check to me, I bet, 4 call, river is a 7, checked to me I bet, 3 call and I take it down. So that put me back in the black around +20, then had some dinner. Came back and played some Limit Omaha Hi/Lo at 3-6. Had a drunk emo punk guy at the table who was tilting a few of the middle-aged nits, and he was hilarious. Really opened the table up, even though he was actually a solid player. Only hand of note was where I had JTxx in the BB, flop came JJ3, SB checked, I lead out and got 4 calls, turn was T of diamonds (JT diamonds on board), I bet and got 2 calls from loose guy in MP and SB who played every hand, went to the river with any pair, was eating a big sub, and had his girlfriend standing behind him the whole time (she had to be 15 years older than him too). River was 9d, he checked, I bet, other guy raised, he 3-bet!!! and I played awful and just flat-called, along with the other guy. A runner-runner straight flush isn't out of the question with such loose callywallies, but SB showed a Q-high flush and other guy showed 9s full, so I was good (and they were stunned how I didn't cap there). Called it a night around 1:30 up about $50 for the day.
Got a room at Vernon Downs for $39 a night which was sweet since the race track was closed down until the end of August, and they cut their room rates in half. Slept in until 2ish, got a sub at a country store (which Brian thought the meat was poisoned due to inactivity), then got to the poker room around 3:30. I played a little 1-3 Hold'em while waiting for the 3-6 O8 game to run, and my table sucked. I was fortunate enough to sit next to a hot girl who was friendly, but then she got busted for "going south" (ratholing, taking chips off the table, very illegal and bad etiquette), and she got berated by the dealer and a few players. She needed money for tolls. Come on guys, is it worth it to drive out eye candy for ratholing at 1-3? The game sucked, and thank god 3-6 got started. Started off with a bang when another decent looking big-breasted girl sat down after leaving a 100NL table. I limp A33K with clubs UTG, 5 others limp, she raises on the button, blinds call, I call 5 others call, I think we take the flop 9-handed. It comes T34 rainbow, checks to her and she bets, blinds fold and I call with bottom set planning to muck turn unless I backdoor a low club or 3. Some others call, and turn comes a sweet 3. I check, checked to her, she bets, I c/r, she 3-bets and I cap, she calls. River is J, I bet and she says she can't believe she's just going to call here. She does, I table my hand and she slamms down AQTT for the nut boat, and she is full-steam ahead as I stack a monsterous pot. She sucks out on me later when I raise AA34 UTG and calls on the button with QQJ2 and flops a set and checkraises me on the turn. I go card-dead for awhile, and lose a big pot where I flop bottom two pair and 2nd-nut low on a 975 board with A375, bet and get 4 callers, turn 2, bet get 4 callers, and river is a gross 3 and I fold to loose SB's bet who shows A48x to scoop. Around 6pm I'm actually down liek $10 from my initial $140 buy-in, but make a nice comeback with some nut lows in huge pots, and spike a gutshot wheel on the turn in a 7-way raised preflop pot on the turn and scoop that as well. Biggest and best pot I nailed was where I had something like A267 with A2 of clubs on a Q98 with clubs board, where I called two bets on the flop and 6 people went to the turn, where a T popped out, giving me a small straight but I was 99% sure it was no good and I'd need a clubber. It got bet and 4 people called along with me. River was a sweeeeet 3 of clubs, I just lead out and got 4 calls. The bettor/raiser the entire hand was in position, so I'm not sure I get overcalls for two bets on a bad river, so I wanted assure myself they pay off for one bet. They all showed down the 2nd straight with QJTx or other variations, and I stacked a monster pot there. The guy on my left was loose and played trips from his hand (as a few others did), but was a nice/somewhat funny guy, so it was nice having some friendly banter from an otherwise old and grumpy table. A guy around my age in Stars gear sat down later and was the only competent player there along with myself. At the end, I ended up with $375 on the table for a profit of $235, so I was almost up $300 for the trip in 18 hours of poker, not shabby. Had some dinner, my cell died because the battery was struggling to get a network in the poker room (I guess cells are disabled there), so I didn't get the message from my boss that I promised a girl at work I'd cover for her the day I was coming back, and I didn't end up doing that/forgot. UGH. Oh well, I stil have my job, good stuff.
- Work was overall better this summer, with less drama and no one overly snooty like Tayo was at the end of last summer. It felt weird being building supervisor with all these sophomores and juniors, hopefully a few will be back next summer, I might give it one last hurrah for some easy cash next summer before I move far away from here. Crossing the fingers John-Paul actually throws a work party sometime next week.
Nothing in the girl department, and really no prospects I think. Kept trying to hang out with a certain gal, but she was always busy during the end of spring semester when I wasn't, busy during the summer/had no interest in seeing me. She'll be living in North as well this semester, guess I shouldn't entirely give up hope. I actually had my first REAL sex dream (not a wet dream, just an actual dream where I was having sex with someone) the night before I won big at TS on day 2 involving her, and it was pretty sweet. I might be better off just staying away from anything committal if I'm going to move out west anyway.
People who laugh at you for an extended period of time just because your jello got mixed in with your macaroni due to leakage on your buffet plate need to be dragged out back and napalmed in the tuckus. I know you don't read LJs Charlotte Oleksak, but please stay away from scummy douchecans like this in the future for my sake.
Koko has given me some noticeable improvement in my arms and chest, but I'm still a fat piece of sloth, despite burning around 350-400 calories a day, doing strength training 3 times a week and cardio 2-3 times a week. Not really eating any worse, have cut down on soda in exchange for strawberry smoothies w/bananas, a little 1% milk, ice cubes and a pinch of sugar. Increasing water drinkage, and doing abs class once a week, and a little at home as well. Gained 1% muscle which is disappointing, but I've been doing a good amount of circuit training now (which is fucking brutal at points), so that will be a % that will hop up in the upcoming months. It'll suck to have this program end in early October, but hopefully I'll keep at it with the Strength class at Mt. Holyoke with decent Cybex equipment and a personal trainer in Peer. Might go for a Cardio Kickboxing class at Smith for one-credit as well if it fits into my schedule.
Still need to peg on a 5th class, hopefully Creative Writing at Amherst or Smith, Behavioral Study with Cronen, just something that won't be boring/suck.
Almost got arrested Friday for wandering around North construction area when a cop drove by and saw me, slammed his breaks, turned around, and nailed me trying to go out the back. Had my running shorts/shoes on, said I just went through a gap between fences (which was true) and apologized, he told me to bounce and so I did, phew. Don't need anything on my criminal record anytime soon if I hope to work in Vegas.
Summerslam is tonight and honestly I'm not that excited. I'm not convinced that either Championship belt will exchange hands, nor are there ANY Tag team title/IC title belt matches (at least advertised, which is awful). Foley/Flair I Quit match should be a good one, nothing else does it for me, though I do enjoy the Highlanders, since it's been awhile since they've had a face tag team with an actual gimmick.
Can't wait to actually be able to get up around 10:30 instead of this 9:45 crap during the summer, how many others can say that!
Alright, bedtime for Burda, cya later
Been way too long since I've updated this shiz, so here are some news and notes:
- Went to Turning Stone with PHELON a few weeks ago, during the week. Played very little $1-5 Stud since the game broke up as soon as I got there (I think the old guys were trying to catch the early bird special), and didn't win a hand for about an hour, folding a Queen-high flush against an open pair on 7th after he talked it up about how tight I was then fired $5 into the pot. Horrible fold even though there was an overcall, he had a J-high flush :( 1-3 Hold'em tables were a little better this time, since it was more passive and the college kids were not pumping every pot by capping any 2 preflop and on the flop. Raised QQ preflop and got 5 callers, flop came Axx and I check/folded to a bet. 3 people showed down Aces. Raised QQ preflop again and got 5 callers, and 3 called down on a 24525 board, and I took it down without a river call. Flopped trip Jacks but lost to a river flush that I should NOT have paid off. Big hand had a younger Asian girl raise in EP with 5 callers to me, I called with 44 and flopped a set on a 468 board, where it was checked to me, I bet and 4 called. Turn 6, check to me, I bet, 4 call, river is a 7, checked to me I bet, 3 call and I take it down. So that put me back in the black around +20, then had some dinner. Came back and played some Limit Omaha Hi/Lo at 3-6. Had a drunk emo punk guy at the table who was tilting a few of the middle-aged nits, and he was hilarious. Really opened the table up, even though he was actually a solid player. Only hand of note was where I had JTxx in the BB, flop came JJ3, SB checked, I lead out and got 4 calls, turn was T of diamonds (JT diamonds on board), I bet and got 2 calls from loose guy in MP and SB who played every hand, went to the river with any pair, was eating a big sub, and had his girlfriend standing behind him the whole time (she had to be 15 years older than him too). River was 9d, he checked, I bet, other guy raised, he 3-bet!!! and I played awful and just flat-called, along with the other guy. A runner-runner straight flush isn't out of the question with such loose callywallies, but SB showed a Q-high flush and other guy showed 9s full, so I was good (and they were stunned how I didn't cap there). Called it a night around 1:30 up about $50 for the day.
Got a room at Vernon Downs for $39 a night which was sweet since the race track was closed down until the end of August, and they cut their room rates in half. Slept in until 2ish, got a sub at a country store (which Brian thought the meat was poisoned due to inactivity), then got to the poker room around 3:30. I played a little 1-3 Hold'em while waiting for the 3-6 O8 game to run, and my table sucked. I was fortunate enough to sit next to a hot girl who was friendly, but then she got busted for "going south" (ratholing, taking chips off the table, very illegal and bad etiquette), and she got berated by the dealer and a few players. She needed money for tolls. Come on guys, is it worth it to drive out eye candy for ratholing at 1-3? The game sucked, and thank god 3-6 got started. Started off with a bang when another decent looking big-breasted girl sat down after leaving a 100NL table. I limp A33K with clubs UTG, 5 others limp, she raises on the button, blinds call, I call 5 others call, I think we take the flop 9-handed. It comes T34 rainbow, checks to her and she bets, blinds fold and I call with bottom set planning to muck turn unless I backdoor a low club or 3. Some others call, and turn comes a sweet 3. I check, checked to her, she bets, I c/r, she 3-bets and I cap, she calls. River is J, I bet and she says she can't believe she's just going to call here. She does, I table my hand and she slamms down AQTT for the nut boat, and she is full-steam ahead as I stack a monsterous pot. She sucks out on me later when I raise AA34 UTG and calls on the button with QQJ2 and flops a set and checkraises me on the turn. I go card-dead for awhile, and lose a big pot where I flop bottom two pair and 2nd-nut low on a 975 board with A375, bet and get 4 callers, turn 2, bet get 4 callers, and river is a gross 3 and I fold to loose SB's bet who shows A48x to scoop. Around 6pm I'm actually down liek $10 from my initial $140 buy-in, but make a nice comeback with some nut lows in huge pots, and spike a gutshot wheel on the turn in a 7-way raised preflop pot on the turn and scoop that as well. Biggest and best pot I nailed was where I had something like A267 with A2 of clubs on a Q98 with clubs board, where I called two bets on the flop and 6 people went to the turn, where a T popped out, giving me a small straight but I was 99% sure it was no good and I'd need a clubber. It got bet and 4 people called along with me. River was a sweeeeet 3 of clubs, I just lead out and got 4 calls. The bettor/raiser the entire hand was in position, so I'm not sure I get overcalls for two bets on a bad river, so I wanted assure myself they pay off for one bet. They all showed down the 2nd straight with QJTx or other variations, and I stacked a monster pot there. The guy on my left was loose and played trips from his hand (as a few others did), but was a nice/somewhat funny guy, so it was nice having some friendly banter from an otherwise old and grumpy table. A guy around my age in Stars gear sat down later and was the only competent player there along with myself. At the end, I ended up with $375 on the table for a profit of $235, so I was almost up $300 for the trip in 18 hours of poker, not shabby. Had some dinner, my cell died because the battery was struggling to get a network in the poker room (I guess cells are disabled there), so I didn't get the message from my boss that I promised a girl at work I'd cover for her the day I was coming back, and I didn't end up doing that/forgot. UGH. Oh well, I stil have my job, good stuff.
- Work was overall better this summer, with less drama and no one overly snooty like Tayo was at the end of last summer. It felt weird being building supervisor with all these sophomores and juniors, hopefully a few will be back next summer, I might give it one last hurrah for some easy cash next summer before I move far away from here. Crossing the fingers John-Paul actually throws a work party sometime next week.
Nothing in the girl department, and really no prospects I think. Kept trying to hang out with a certain gal, but she was always busy during the end of spring semester when I wasn't, busy during the summer/had no interest in seeing me. She'll be living in North as well this semester, guess I shouldn't entirely give up hope. I actually had my first REAL sex dream (not a wet dream, just an actual dream where I was having sex with someone) the night before I won big at TS on day 2 involving her, and it was pretty sweet. I might be better off just staying away from anything committal if I'm going to move out west anyway.
People who laugh at you for an extended period of time just because your jello got mixed in with your macaroni due to leakage on your buffet plate need to be dragged out back and napalmed in the tuckus. I know you don't read LJs Charlotte Oleksak, but please stay away from scummy douchecans like this in the future for my sake.
Koko has given me some noticeable improvement in my arms and chest, but I'm still a fat piece of sloth, despite burning around 350-400 calories a day, doing strength training 3 times a week and cardio 2-3 times a week. Not really eating any worse, have cut down on soda in exchange for strawberry smoothies w/bananas, a little 1% milk, ice cubes and a pinch of sugar. Increasing water drinkage, and doing abs class once a week, and a little at home as well. Gained 1% muscle which is disappointing, but I've been doing a good amount of circuit training now (which is fucking brutal at points), so that will be a % that will hop up in the upcoming months. It'll suck to have this program end in early October, but hopefully I'll keep at it with the Strength class at Mt. Holyoke with decent Cybex equipment and a personal trainer in Peer. Might go for a Cardio Kickboxing class at Smith for one-credit as well if it fits into my schedule.
Still need to peg on a 5th class, hopefully Creative Writing at Amherst or Smith, Behavioral Study with Cronen, just something that won't be boring/suck.
Almost got arrested Friday for wandering around North construction area when a cop drove by and saw me, slammed his breaks, turned around, and nailed me trying to go out the back. Had my running shorts/shoes on, said I just went through a gap between fences (which was true) and apologized, he told me to bounce and so I did, phew. Don't need anything on my criminal record anytime soon if I hope to work in Vegas.
Summerslam is tonight and honestly I'm not that excited. I'm not convinced that either Championship belt will exchange hands, nor are there ANY Tag team title/IC title belt matches (at least advertised, which is awful). Foley/Flair I Quit match should be a good one, nothing else does it for me, though I do enjoy the Highlanders, since it's been awhile since they've had a face tag team with an actual gimmick.
Can't wait to actually be able to get up around 10:30 instead of this 9:45 crap during the summer, how many others can say that!
Alright, bedtime for Burda, cya later