I just finished playing the FTR 500 on stars as part of my continuing tourney education. Turns out I still suck at tournaments and timing. That's 4hrs of my life i'm not getting back, the finally getting to a final table and eventually placing 3rd (for lolwat $105) is outweighed by the discomfort of playing far, far longer than i wanted to. And what a waste of rungood. I needed that when i flipped out in 150th in the last ftops i entered...
Good (?) news is that the cash session I was grinding alongside was a little profitable even through the tilt of 'wtf am i still in this fucking donkament - i've shoved 6 hands in a row, someone just call ffs'. This happened shortly after i'd folded pre about 50 hands in a row. Some of this time i think i was accidentally sitting out cos i had a cash table from another site stacked on top, oops.
life's good. My girlfriend got her masters results back yesterday (Distinction ftw!) so she can sort out her visa stuff before we head to europe again. Anyway, now that this tourney is over we're off to one of my favourite 3 restaurants in NZ. Bon apetit
