Get Off The Freakin' Couch!

I swear I must have mono or some similar virus that sucks the life outta me. All I want to do is sleep these days. Uber lethargic.

Full Tilt is running the mini series of poker (MSOP), running concurrently with the WSOP. Same events, but miniscule buy-ins. Tomorrow is the O8/Stud 8 event.

And for ONCE, Tilt is running O8/Stud 8 satellites. Wow, a satellite for a split-pot event that is not hold 'em. Genius.

Of course, I played three of these satellites and cashed in one, almost making my money back. Since they are turbo, the final table is basically push on 3rd and race. So what can you do.

I did play against Richard Brodie, he didn't fare (13th) as well as me (6th). Here's a useless pic of the action:



After playing a few of these my patience is worn out. I can't really tell if my inability to concentrate is physical, mental, emotional or some combination. I can clearly see why some tournament pros turn to adderall or illicit drugs.

Although playing in the actual event (MSOP #10) is right up my alley, I realize I'm probably dead money in my current state of mind.

Otherwise, I have been playing about 3-4 orbits of cash game PLO8 every night. Just enough to whet my whistle. Poker will still be there if I return to hardcore grinding.