Removing the Finger

I've not blogged for the past couple of weeks because I've had far too much shit happening. I was afraid it would come out in a long boring tirade.

I'll spare you the details.

Not much happening on the poker front other than the fact I've moved a huge chunk of my bankroll offline for various reasons. This has left me slightly under-rolled for the games I want to be playing. As I'm a pretty risk averse person I'll have to move down to rebuild.

This suits me fine at the moment as I don't have the time to dedicate most of my day to playing and working on my game.

Unless something spectacular happens in December I probably won't be writing much more as this blog has turned into something like a year in the life of an alcoholic low stakes grinder.

Well named as another boring poker blog.

Catch you on the flipside.

my friends... welcome to grindfest

if you want to make a living playing poker...

grind like fuck.

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Steadying the Boat

Ok after yesterday's disaster today was much better.

I just counted and I played 187 tournaments yesterday which is a lot in anyone's book. Today I played 12 sets of 9 tables and things went well.

Not much to say about it really.

Grind on!

Fuck

My first day of grinding like fuck has been something of a disaster. I managed to drop around 30 buy ins at the old sit n go's. How I managed that I will never know. I got my money in ahead around 90% of the time and was continually sucked out on.

I know i said a big "FUCK YOU" to short term variance in my last post but jesus fucking wept.

If I see another two outer on the river I'm going to fucking poke my bastarding eyes out.

Not really.

It was a shit day but I'm actually really happy with my play. I was playing on Ongame so I know I was getting it in as a favourite and was a victim of the fall of the cards.

If I keep doing what I'm doing then things will fall into place. I have a sufficently large bankroll to ride out the bad days. This was a particularly bad day but fuck it.

Surely I won't be arse raped quite so badly tomorrow.

No Poker

I'm spending the last week of the month not playing poker.

November is going to be a huge month for me because xmas is coming up and I won't be able to play much in December. Next month I'm planning a grindfest - minimum of 2000 SNG's for the month. Serious tournament players would probably laugh at calling that a grind but for me that's a shitload of poker. It also means that I should clear a couple of g's in rakeback so short term variance can kiss my scrotum.

Rakeback pro here i come.

I'm spending the rest of this week going through my databases to try to plug leaks, read a couple of books and get my stupid drunken antics out of the way in preperation for a sober November.

(Booooo)

Killer Instinct

Note to self:

Get some

Old Habits Die Hard

Last week I found myself slipping back into old habits. Alcohol induced lazyness had started to rear it's ugly head and I know from past experience that this can lead to me being a miserable bastard. Luckily I know myself and my tendencies well enough to sort it out before it got to that stage.

Yesterday I experimented with the number of tables I can play without becoming overwhelmed. I dropped down a couple of levels and played up to 12 at a time, deciding that between 6 and 9 is close to optimal. I also tried playing in sets which was quite interesting. I have been playing 4 -6 tables continuously but playing 9 or so tournaments down to a finish gives you a bit more time around the bubble and all the blinds are similar.

I still don't know what's best for me so I'll keep mixing it up until I find a preference.

Today I'm going to grind like a motherbitch.