I love running good, it's awesome. Even the shittiest of days feel alright if you're running good and playing well(ie winning moniez). Stats for my last 5 days of grinding:
Playing solid as fuck too, barely uploaded any hands though so you'll have to take my word for it.
Anyway, I'll end this post with a really positive song; when tomorrow comes
Yesterday I went out to a (shit) club which sucked huge ass, although I had a blunt with me so me and some friends exited the club and got fucked up. It was really fun since I was already really drunk to begin with (I love drink -> smoke (-> awesome)). Anyway, we went to a mcdonalds, which I usually hate but hey, as far as I was concerned all we were doing there was hanging out talking shit n laughing. Outside there was some fights going on, so obviously we stayed and watched, whilst trying to figure out who was fighting who, from where were they, who started it, who knows who.. And like 3 metres away from me, I see a short dude knock the living FUCK out of a tall and skinny guy. People yell back and forth for like 5 minutes then the cops show up bla bla bla. Being the iranian that I am, I gots the fuck out of there cuz I dont want no trouble (fuck 5 0)
Continued the party at my friends house, playing PES 2009 untill we crashed. Today we woke up, wake n baked, played pes the whole day and finished it off with some chinese wok and going to a stand-up club. It was nice, one of the comedians was from Iran (I'm half) so that was cool, he was funny.
I also grinded tonight and it went really well, stats:
playing really well and really long but fuck the last 300 hands just fucked me over totally...
