Won't be playing much poker today. It's girl's b-day, and we're going to see The Men Who Stare at Goats and get some grub.
Had a mass interview panel today at Harrah's for a poker dealer position at O'Shea's on the strip. Haven't worked in the 4 months since the WSOP. Don't really want to work, but it's an on call job, so I don't imagine I'll get more than a couple of shifts a week. Just my speed.
Girl plays the freeroll step tournaments on CarbonPoker, and while she's finishing those up, I'm going to play some $.10/$.20 limit and get closer to the next $10 release of my holiday bonus on Full Tilt.
BTW, girl's ex is a pit sup at the Palazzo on the strip and last night he was charged with supervising (and dealing) a private craps table for Phil Ivey. Apparently, he won $1.2 mil. Wish he would've taken down the WSOP main event this year. He's one of my favorite players.
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I'm hopeless. I'm a degenerate. I limp with aces. I raise with QJ. My favorite move is to bluff at scare cards and I do it all the time. I cry, complain, chase, and rebuy repeatedly in desperate hope of catching up. Follow me as I call, call, check-fold and bust out on the bubble.
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