running good, until the latter stages...

So I got back from Portugal last night, the trip didn't quite turn out as I had hoped. I was hoping for some sun, moderate heat, and a chillaxed time in the rural region I was in.

Nope.

Got there on Sunday night, and it was mild as fook. Ah lovely. Then Monday started brilliantly, warm sun shine, I was out in only a t-shirt. The suddenly, like a woman scorned, the weather turned on me. Howling wind, persistant rain, and cold cold weather.

I don't have a fkin heater in my parents house in portugal (which was where I was staying), so I had to visit a bunch of relatives and basically scrounge their fireplace whilst covertly making out that I was paying them a visit. So after sitting by the fireplace, and noticing their restlessness as I refused to leave, I would go back home, smelling of smoke, and huddling myself into bed where I shivered the night away.

Apart from this, I managed to get done all the shizz I went to do, so it wasn't all bad.

On the drive back to the airport, the sun re-surfaced and I was driving at 130kph down a motorway wearing a winter jacket that refused to unzip.

FFS.

Got back last night, heated up a few tarbs, things were looking good, I was on 10k chips in a $11 180manners sng on stars, I was playing well, was about 4/50, when I was raise utg with AK, I get the guy to my left flat me, and some fish I'd seen shove Ax a few times on the button shove 3k at me, I obv re-shoved so I could isolate him, guy to my left folds, and the button flips AQ, woo, hold hold hold, flop comes XXX, X, Q.

FUCK YOU.

Down to 7k, still a decent stack, no worries. A few hands later, on the c/o I see pocket deuces. I raise, the sb and bb both flat, the flop comes X, 2, K rainbow. Checked to me, I raise 50% pot, bb calls. Turn: T, the bb then shoves his remaining 3k into me, and I call, he flops KT, the river: K

OH FUCK YOU STARS.

Down to about 2k, I basically jizzed off my remaining chips in some standard ghey pot.

I was also looking good in the 5doll rebuy on stars, I was card dead as motherfcker, but kept raising with junk and hitting, was 150/200 in the end, when I shoved Qx into QQ, sigh.

Went to bed pretty fking pissed tbh.

Still, I'm feeling good about my game, terrorising the tables, but losing key flips. Sigh.

Off to coventry for a night now to see my bro, might play a few more tarbs upon my return tomorrow. he's at uni, so hoping I can ship myself a fresh faced young madam, ship ship 1 time, run goooood 1 times