Just Another Fish

What is happening in Rosy’s life, I hear you ask!

Well… I’m going to be finishing my temping job in a couple of weeks, as the department I work for is migrating down to Stoke. This is the push I’ve been needing.

As regards getting a PhD… well, there’s yet another possibility. This one’s down in Norwich and would start next semester - January. This seems to depend on whether there’s funding available.

I’m not particularly stressed right now, as the gods of poker have been kind to me lately - my bankroll has gone from $100 to $350 since last friday, mainly thanks to a winning a $4, 180 seater tournament. Not only does winning feel good (really good!), it’s starting to look like poker is going to be a not-insignificant source of income for me.

No change at all when it comes to women, of course. I am well-and-truly stuck in the doldrums here, but I can’t say I’m too bothered. Which is, of course, part of the problem….

There are girls (I’ve always called them girls, but now I’m 27 it’s starting to seem inappropriate somehow) out there I like, and most of them seem to have boyfriends. I don’t think that’s important though. I’ve always been convinced that if I were to find someone I could hit it off with then it would happen. If it doesn’t, then there’s no point forcing it. I’m a bit of a romantic, and I don’t think it should take any work at all for two people to like each other in any meaningful way. And even if that doesn’t hold for other people, I think it would for me. I wear my oddness, my differentness on my sleeve. If people don’t respond favourably to that then what would they like about me? And I imagine that anyone I could have a relationship would have to be a bit eccentric themselves, and that all this would be so obvious that anything worth happening would simply happen

Not long after writing my last Poker post, in which I was bemoaning the lukewarm patch of seeing my bankroll bob up and down and not do anything significant, things started improving.

For one thing, I still seem quite unable to not win a $5 STT; I think I’ve won 4 or 5 on the trot now. So, I’ve moved up to the $10 ones; Didn’t do so well in the first (went out JJ vs QQ all-in pre-flop after deciding it was time to make a move for some reason) but won the next.

What’s enabled me to comfortably move up a level is the fact that on Friday I won a $4/180-seater, netting me $216.

I’m playing on Poker Stars at the moment, and it’s going OK – even though I’ve been on it for over a week and have only made $10 profit on $100 investment. I’ve mainly been playing the MTTs as I enjoy them the most, and while I haven’t (obviously!) done spectacularly well on any of them, I’ve been playing OK and generally have gone out after putting my money in with the best hand or losing to a donk playing ridiculous hands.

The MTTs have, on the whole, been draining my account, and it’s only the STTs that have kept it up; the last 3 $5 STTs I’ve played I’ve won rather easily, so I’m thinking of moving up to the $10s. I still prfer the MTTs, of course!

Poker

On Saturday night I stayed up rather late playing some cheap MTT tournaments on Party Poker. I won the $3 one, which netted me $841. The damned thing lasted from 1.15am to 7am! I’ll post some hands from it soon.

Life

For a while it looked again like I might have got on to a PhD this year, doing applied maths here at Manchester. That’s fallen through, so I’m once more left — OK, this bit might sound bleak and depressive but I am not in a good mood at the moment — in a crappy temping job with no prospects I can think of. Just now all I really want to do is break things and, well, not be awake.