After blowing $200 on tourneys last night without even a hint of cashing, and a $300 one-outer hitting today for the visiting team, I'm going to lay low and go back to PLO8 ring games till the tilt goes by.
Right now, poker doesn't like me much, and I can't say that I have the patience to continue this "variance" string.
What's the overused phrase? "Taking a shot and missing"? Hell, I don't even feel like I got out of the dugout. I was hoping to take away a learning experience, but I neither learned nor got any knowledge from the relentless junk kicking.
Hope I'm in a better mood later this weekend so I can bring back a little sunshine because right now I feel like shit.