Thursday 30 August 2007

Strange Times

.....it's thursday night, so while monseuir donk gets a five-a-side work out, i get the flat, and the remote control, to myself.

nothing better, to be honest, than a thursday night. the only other time i get to myself is during the 2 1/2 hour round trip that's my daily commute, and that really doesn't count....

So back to the strange bit. I'm watching cricket. voluntarily. on my own ;-) this one day stuff's alright. i've been coerced into watching most of the earlier matches (games) in this series (?) and i've found myself slightly committed. i can do all the hand actions now and even tried a tentative "we're tighter in the field than they were" last sunday. i was right, apparently. hehe.... it helps that right now we're batting and this end of day stuff seems to be the best bit of it.

anyway. poker. things not so amiss chez donk that i'm not playing poker too. obvs. been small stakes, stt'ing. two games since last blogged. won one, second in tother. 'stars roll on the up. currently in a 18-way sng.

wish me luck.... x sd

Sunday 26 August 2007

BRM

so - going keep a track of my stack.
best place to start - how much i have now.

on ip. so i'll start there: $100

Ouch

Tonight, I donked as much as i have ever donked in one night

my problem? well, it wasn't that i was playing badly. in fact, there were quite a few good moves, some strong folds, nice stategic thinking and uncharacteristic periods of tightness

my prob was simply that i got caught in a sunday night fever. for once, i'm not exhausted out of my brain, and no work tomo. a deadly combo that saw me buy into half a dozen of the big sunday tourneys, when i couldn't afford to buy into one.

it's all to do with the dreaming. and the itch. the itch is easier to beat than the dreaming. the itch is all about finding anything other than playing online poker really boring.

it's two in the morning. i started playing at 5pm. that's nine hours. actually, i don't feel as self-loathing as i could. considering.

so what do i want out of online poker? not this. i need to rethink, regroup. i can't carry on losing money. money has never been the issue before. it will be soon, very soon.

so what do i want from online poker? honestly, i want lots of money. money i won't come into any other way. as a past time, it's ok, but not great. i'd rather be addicted to exercise ;-) or be a bit OCD about cleaning.... actually, i'd take suduko, fell-running, anything would make me feel better than this does.

as i went to sign on for my first game, my husband said "if you're losing, keep it small" - i thought, hah! right. knew from the start what was going to happen. though maybe not the extent of it.

so where from here? ok, mrs steaming donk. 30 days to sort it out. then quit, if needs be. i could write the rules i should play by, but i know them off by heart. BRM is #1. MTTs only when i'm not tired, when i can afford them, and with less than 500 players for the mo.

more ho hum'ing, ta for reading xc

Monday 20 August 2007

long time, huh?

so - back online. 'ere goes

offline for four months. great times, guys, really recommend it. won't lie, losing internet was tough at first- not just for the lack of poker. the result however was positive, and not just financially.

played live three times in a cardroom in london. cashed 2/36 and 5/74. good, huh? more committed to live games. plus, it was donktastic, people talk about the monkeys online, come to croydon guys. soft as squashy, summer ripe peaches.

two points to note before i get onto my return to online poker.

1) all those things i never got done 'cause of playing online poker, i still didn't do. reckon i'm just bone idle. but i had a better time not doing them than i would have done if i'd've been glued to the laptop.

2) i've collected vices all my life. always done too much of everything and have never found a middle ground, it's always been excess or nothing, total immersion or quit. of all the destructive habits i've ever had, gambling has had the most detrimental effect. the damage to credit cards will long outlive the damage i've done to my liver. but that's not the scariest bit. when you gamble, you assume that there's this big thing that will change your life just round the corner - a big win. all else is deferred, including responsibility for money in the short term. without gambling, i lose my dreams, my prospect of real change. this is the problem with gambling; the only thing i really missed when i was offline was the loss of these dreams.

i went back online. about two months ago. there are reasons for this, all will be revealed.

how've i been doing? well, i guess there are two ways to measure this. firstly, there's the quantative results - the cash. then there's the degree to which it's affected my quality of life.

money: in two months,i reckon i've spunked about £600. i started off well, low limit stts, beating them consistently, sticking to my roll, sticking to stars. not been drinking and so've played a lot less, known when to turn off the computer -namely after first game, whether won or lost.

built a built up a bit of a roll and then donked it on a couple of mtts i shouldn't have bought in to. the bulk of the rest of the cash i've topped up in the last ten days, again to play mtts. haven't actually played many mtts, maybe two dozen. one cash, for not very much. maybe a 15/350? for $50.

life: yeah, poker's back, but it's better, it's ok. play less. have changed the email notification email on stars account so when i deposit the husband gets the notification. deferrring responsibilty or what?? but def dif, def better. not entering mtts in the week, no late nights.

just got to win a bit now, take a more serious attitude to game. or maybe be more frivilous and play micro stakes (like that's going to happen...) work on building stack so i can afford to play mtts where the prize money is enough to keep me committed. but can't be buying into these big mtts.

but all hail the return of the dreaming... tho' doing so poorly that even me, the ever optimistic donk is these finding dreams too improbable to really dwell upon

more to come. thanks for reading.