I'm a-leavin' on a jet plane...
It's 3:13 AM as I type this and I'm sitting here in my room playing some online poker. I have a 6:45 AM flight out of LAX to head back to Boston and I'm just going to pull an all nighter and leave for the airport at 5:00 AM or so. I had acting class tonight and we all went out for drinks and some eats per usual, so it wasn't worth getting home at 1:00 and then trying to sleep for 3 hours. I'd rather just stay up all night and then sleep on the plane ride. Makes it go by much faster.
So to pass the time until I leave, I'm playing some online poker. Not exactly a new thing to me as I love to play poker and play in weekly "hold em" house game tournaments and cash games as well as the internet variety. I do OK, certainly not ready to run off and join the World Poker Tour, but I do supplement my income nicely. I think I made a deposit of $11 back in March and on that initial investment I've made a return of over $600. Plus, I enjoy it...the house games much more than the online world. In the house games, we all have fun. It's a nice social setting and I love the ritual of the game. The chips, the banter, the excitement of going "all in". It's a good night out amongst friends.
Online, it's a different story. I've never seen a bigger bunch of crybabies and whiners in my life. I swear, you could bet with a pair of pocket Aces and they'd bitch and say you got lucky. The game I'm in now, I'm up $80 and there is one guy who has been insulting my play the entire game. I find it hysterical that the only time someone criticizes your playing style is when A) you are winning and B) they are short stack (have the least amount of money at the table).
Ooo, he just went all in against me with pocket Kings...unfortunately for him, I had pocket Aces. I think I can hear his head exploding from here.
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