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Every time I do, I go home, play a game, and lose a lot of money.
I was doing extremely well today. I took a bad beat and lost 50 bucks, leaving me with a mere 20, to which I clawed my ass back up to 70 dollars. It took four hours, but I was extremely proud of myself. Then things got a bit slow, and I bled out about 20 bucks, but it happens, no big deal, one good hand or a few minor hands and I’d get that back.
Then I got dealt pocket 10’s, I raised, had one caller. The flop came 8/9/10 rainbow, no flush potential yet, and I had top trips, which meant that the only way this fucker could beat me is if he had a straight.
I lost fifty dollars in one hand because he flopped the goddamn straight. $70 down the drain, and I won’t be able to invest any more until next Wednesday.
Oh well. Can’t feel too bad about it. That’s poker.