A general blog about my life and poker. Not to be confused with my other Blog which is PlazaPlayer and is about my Jesus €10k freeroll challenge.
PlazaPlayer life blog
- Plaza’s Bookmaker Buster £10 to £10,000+
- Leatherhead , Surrey, United Kingdom
- My name is Plaza and I’ve had this name from my online poker days which I’ve been playing for 19 years now. I’m still learning and still playing. I simply love football betting, but not for the reasons you think, I look for predictability and go against that bet, Coupon Busters. I stumbled across something very big mid season and after checking against games gone by with odds and results I found a golden nugget. Since I found this nugget, the bets come in twice already. One for £10,055 & £42,600. This new season is going to hopefully make me rich enough to retire. Once I’ve completed it, I will be selling the book to just 25 people.
Friday, 22 February 2013
The day got better.....
Just like the title suggests. It started out bad with me waking up at 12-30 pm after a awful nights sleep, or lack off should I say. It's the same every night, I struggle to drop off and by the time I do, I'm so knackered by the time Jo wakes up in the morning, that I drop off almost as soon has my head hits the pillow.
So I wake up and god I'm depressed, it's getting worse day after day. It's the loneliness that's doing it, because Jo is at work. But I managed to get dress in the house that's freezing cold. I have never known a house to be so cold. So while shivering away I take the meds and make my Weetabix and wish my sister a happy birthday. Just 37 today she is.... Fire up the computer, and check my shares and emails. Nothing exciting and feel so down. I fire up a couple of tables and can't recall if I had a winning session or not, but I didn't play for long. But I felt tired once the meds kicked in, and once again I have to have a snooze.
I watch a programme about the human body from sky and it was about the first breath to the last breath we take and it shows a man taking his last breath, and of course brought all the feelings back about mum dying, and could not stop crying for ages. But before I knew it, Jo had phoned and told me she was on her way home. At last I start to pick up. Nothing exciting for tea, cos she said she wanted something light, cos she was suppose to be home late. I warmed up my curry from the night before and Jo had mushroom omelette with baby spuds.
It was at that time I entered a freeroll. I had forgotten about them with everything that's gone on this week, and it was the first time I had played a MMT in a while. On top of that I entered into the GSOP step 1 for $ 1.05 and there basically a lotto style sat. Everyone is all in every hand until the prizes are decided. I ended up finishing 2nd twice in a row and got free tickets to play again at the same level, and the 3rd time I managed to win a step 2 ticket for $14-70. I entered into the next available tournament and boom won that to, and so I now have the final stage GSOP ticket worth $210. They only run once a week on a Sunday and normally have 3 packages up for grabs with about 40 runners. I have won two packages already and been to Malta and of course just returned back from Vienna. But it will be awesome to win a package for just $1-05. So I was buzzing from that, and I ended up winning the freeroll and now await a chipset branded from PokerHeaven. Not bad for nothing.
Spent sometime after with Jo and did a bit of filing. I need to get all my paperwork in order. I need to submit my forms and letters so I can get my benefits sorted, but I can't find them, hence the filing of the crap I have all over the house.
I'll be 45 in the morning, yes birthday boy, but do not feel like celebrating. Mums death is killing me, I know people say you get over it and all that. But I have not experienced death before, having lost no one close. I have been very lucky in that, but this is killing me good and proper.
Anyways hopefully below you should see my screenshot of my win tonight......
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