CARDRUNNERS

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.


So here are my stats since the beginning of the year.

25/50 nl:



10/20 and 25/50 plo:




3/6, 5/10, 10/20 nl:




WTF is wrong with me when i play lower stakes NL. It's basically a combination of me going crazy in certain spots where I want to fight for every pot and running bad. Whatever. Die msnl. I think im just not going to play it anymore because I have PLO as a backup when the 25/50 NL tables are somewhat dead. Still, it saddens me to have all those red spots in my PT. oh well, i guess they are there to stay.


I've been pretty lazy in terms of paint, but I got a good one from my buddy brian, hes a math phd student up at UM.

So there is this site, www.3xterrorists.com. Check it out. Basically, 3 former terrorists go around campaigning for freedom. Well anyway, last week these 3 guys were giving a talk up at brian's school. he decided to draw a little picture of what went on during the talk.



As you can see these guys are not to be trusted. If they are coming to your school run for your lives.


So I'm totally addicted to the wire. Have watched the first 2 seasons in a week, am going to buy the 3rd season tomorrow. The best part about the show is that every recurring character is awesome, and they are all so well developed.

OH SHIT. LOST comes back tomorrow. totally forgot about that. oh baby im pretty pumped. shit was going down last episode, hopefully it doesnt end in a lame retard way, especially after a 16 week break.


ok, enough rambling for now. i promise more artwork next time.

So last night me and a few guys went out to this bar. It sucked so we left soon after. As we're walking home, we get pretty hungry because you know its like 2 am and we're drunk and you just need to go stuff your face with something, might as well be a delicious sandwich.

So on the way home we go into jimmy john's, this sandwich place. My 2 buddies each order a sandwich. Im looking over the menu and my eyes come across the gargantuan. here is the description of it:

what a fucking massive sandwich, the workers told me there was over a pound of meat on it, so the sandwich was probably at least 1.5 pounds including the lettuce, tomato, bread and condiments. so we sit down to eat and im mowing down my sandwich like none other. I sort of took a deep breath about 2/3 the way through and my buddy Georger looks at me and goes I bet you I could eat 3 of those in one sitting. Obviously im like SIDEBET!!!

Since Georger had already eaten a sandwich, we had to make the bet 2 more sandwiches. I gave him 3:1 odds on a 20 dollar bet and he got to take a shit before he started. However, he had to finish both sandwiches in 25 minutes and he couldnt puke for an hour. He's a big guy, like 6'0 320, but I still thought it was a good bet because all the Jimmy John's workers were screaming YOU HAVE NO CHANCE MAN and it took me a while to finish that sandwich.

so we start the bet at 2:37, i set an alarm on my phone for 3:00 meaning the 2 minute warning for him. He fucking sat there with a fork demolishing the sandwiches. Things werent looking good for me when he finished the first sandwich at 2:46. I thought he would slow up as I saw him give a few deep breaths and stretches but the man just kept going and finished at 2:58. i scowled and said "I'm tired and going to bed", so i threw 60 dollars down on the table and start walking to my room. Then to add insult to injury my fucking phone alarm starts going off reminding me of how badly I was destroyed. I went to bed angry at myself for making a food bet against a fat man.


So I wake up this morning and georger is obviously feeling like shit, but he wanted to go to best buy to spend my money on a bunch of movies, so I tagged along and ended up buying the whole fucking store. I spent 310 dollars on fucking movies. Here's what i got:

the wire season 1, prison break season 1, the godfather 1, layer cake, gladiator, fight club, magnolia, city of god, robocop/terminator double feature (awesome purchase baby), true lies, braveheart, saving private ryan. ong bak (that tony ja thai warrior movie), american history x, donnie darko and scarface. I'm pretty happy with my purchase.

But now I have the worst bad beat of all time. Nothing in the world pisses me off more than removing those fucking secure labels from the new dvd box. why would the fucking dvd distributors find the need to not only throw the celophane wrapping on the dvd but also put the annoying secure label which takes like 20 minutes to remove on there. Nobody is going to fucking change the movie thats inside, thats what the wrapping is for. At least make those things easier to remove, I dont want to have to spend like 2 hours opening my fucking movies up. it irritates me to no end.

oh actually there is one thing i hate more than that. THE NEW STARS BUY CHIPS BOX OMFG. It's fucking the most annoying thing of all time. Look at this piece of shit:



fucking, when you reload or buy in, you have to click INSIDE THE LITTLE CIRCLE. you cant even click the line. whats worse is you cant press up and then press enter, it doesnt work. so rigged and annoying, i hope PS comes out with a patch and 1984s this thing and I can pretend like it never happened.


ok time to shower and get ready for some football baby. id like to see a pats/saints super bowl but i suspect it will be colts/bears. oh well whatever, the jets are playing golf right now so who really gives a shit what happens as long as i get to see good games and maybe rex grossman suffering a broken collar bone.

So the other day was going just awesome. During the day this girl I was kind of seeing at the beginning of the year came over and ended my bad run, woohooooo. About time I caught some cards.

Anyway, there is this girl Laura who I kind of wanted all semester, but I never really got to hang out with her, and from what was relayed to me through others she wanted me too. My roommate Joe is good friends with one of her roommates, but we never got the chance to all hang out together. Joe told me that tonight was going to be her last night before xmas break, and she wanted to go out, YESSSSSS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS BABY TONIGHTS THE NIGHT.

Anyway, we go out to some bars and her roommates are acting all sad the whole time, saying that its so sad that this was her last night on campus. I was thinking to myself "you guys need to chill out, youll be back in like 3 weeks". I was kind of bummed out because bad beat city arrived and her brother showed up to the bar. I was like oh god wtf. First off the kid was like 6'3 220, a lot bigger than me, second off, he seemed kind of protective, and third off I didnt really feel like disrespecting him.

So I told her roommate, Anna, that I wanted to hit on her so bad but I didnt want to disrespect her brother. so she goes "ill tell laura that". THANK YOU ROOMMATE WINGMAN!!! So she went over to relay the information to laura and man was i pumped.

Ok, so her brother goes to some other bar or something, but we were going to meet up with him later, so i saw a chance (which seemed like the only opportunity id get any time to talk with her without her brother there). I walk over and say "so i really wanted to ask you out all semester but i never really got the chance, and now were with your brother and i dont want to hit on you and disrespect him, do i have to wait till next semester to get some time with you?"

she looked up kind of surprised and i thought i was in until i hear "why didnt you ask me out all semester, this is my last night here im not coming back" OMG SUCH A TERRIBLE BEAT. i got owned so hard, apparently shes going to ENGLAND next semester then who knows after that. at least i have the satisfaction of knowing i WOULD HAVE BEEN IN if i wasnt such a retard timing wise lol.

so the night ends up unsuccessful, i decide to not try to viciously hook up with her that night while her brother is there, so i go home and notice the grim reaper of blue screens of death on my monitors. i try restarting, but something is wrong with windows and it wont start. so i go to bed and decide to fix it the next day.

i wake up and mess around for a little while, but no matter what i just cant get windows to start. so i say fuck it, do a system restore back to october, and manage to get windows back up and running. oh yeah, i rule. so my computer is up, im happy, decide to open minesweeper and play a little and then i realize IT DELETED ALL MY SCORES. Then my mind quickly runs things over and realize not only did it delete my minesweeper high scores, but it also deleted all my PT stats since october AND MY PORNO.

oh well, at least that day started off well, i guess i am still running bad.

gotta go study for my 2 finals tomorrow. math 501 and math 535, gonna be a fucking blast. lets just hope and pray i dont fail my ass out of here.

sicnce i made a blog post so let me make one now


i just enjoyed a night of drinkig in state college pennsylvania with some fine dindividuals. the night was not as exciting as it could have been though. It was ALMOST a great night, but instead was just interesting.

ok, so i wander around from bar to bar, whatever boring shit. finally i show up at this place the saloon at around 1, and before going in i see my friend Jay standing outside arguing with someone. Now, lets get some backstory on Jay.

Jay was an all american wrestler in high school and is currently training to be an MMA fighter in the UFC, and has a 16-1 amateur record. every time i go out drinking with jay i make him tell me figh tstories and show me cool shit like how to make someone submit by pushing in their thumb. its pretty fucking awesome.

so anyway, jay was mad disrespected tonight by some fools that have no idea who he is. he was eventually kicked out of the bar and needed an escort home inc ase someone tried to jump him, and i was more than happy to do it because a) its been a while since ive been in a fight (about 6 months, oh undergrad and my goddamn girlfriend who i had to get in a fight over every weekend) and b) i would fucking LOVE to see Jay just pummel someone, it would literally make my year.

ok so, i walk jay a few blocks, stop to get a beer with him at some place, talk about fighting a bit, had a few short arm wrestling matches (yeah, im a pretty goddamn good arm wrestler, if you dont think so challenge me at pca ill arm wrestle for money), and jay handed me my first arm wrestling loss in about 7 years (last time i lost to my dad), and then walked home.

fucking sucked, i wanted to see some poor bastard get demolished by a fury of elbows and blows to the face. Next time im going to literally talk shit to the angriest looking dude i can find and then find Jay and tell him he was disrespecting his mother. 10k fight yo???, jay is up for it and im backing his ass.


so earlier today i had a session with taylor. played some 5/10 6max at stars, which taylor called "the most boring fucking games hes ever seen". yeah, pretty fucking tight and uninteresting shit happened.

one cool hand went down where some fish raised the button to 30, sb reraised to 140, i had AKc in the bb, so obviously im going to repop cause im not some little sissy girl who will fold AKs to some heavy action inf ront of him for one buyin, so i reraise to 400, button insta pushes and after some thought the sb calls. Well at this point im geting like 4:1 odds and I have AKs and its just one buyin so GAMBOOOOOOLL. they had KK/QQ and obviously I hit cause taylor is watching me so I run like maurice green. boooyahhh, ok, i won about 1500 in the session, 2k of which came from that one hand, so yeah, otherwise i lost. go me.

ok thats about it for interesting hands. the rest were basically, raise, fold. raise, call, cbet, call, shtudown, fold. raise, call, bet, raise, fold. lame shit.

ok, that is all i have to say. goodnight and dont let those fuckers disrepsect you, if they are ill show you some moves by way of jay.



OH YEAH. one last little rant. THIS FUCKING GIRL i am interested in WILL NOT GO OUT EVER. like seriously, every single time i try to get her out shes in bed already. honestly, waht fucking college student goes to bed at 10:45 on a monday. take out your tampon, to have a beer and hang out with me. come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn how hard is it. apparently (from what her roommate says) shes into me, and shes prtty fucking cute SO WHY DONT YOU RESPOND TO ANYTHING YOU LIAR.

tomorrow she says she will go out. tomorrow will be the day. i will post updates on the situations with this estrogen clogged artery. hopefully they will be good updates. probably not because i run like stephen hawking.



ok, im gonna go to bed and watch event horizon. all i remember is when i was like 12 years old and that was in theaters it fucking killed me. like scariest movie ive ever seen not even close. hopefully its just as scary as i remember cause i want to have some fucked up dreams tonight. pretty mucht he only thing i can recall is a fucking freaky bathtub scene and people ripping their eyeballs out. oh man, this is gonna be one fucked up sleep. GOODNIGHT


OH AND ONE LAST LITTLE EDIT
do any of you happen to have a rubber band? I dont have my bowl here and id really like to partake in some inhaling of illegal substances but I DONT HAVE A DEVICE so i need to make a ghetto but i dont have a rubber band fuck. any girls read this blog? a hairtie would suffice....

ANDREW HELP. i know you can help me out here. its some pretty dank shit man, got it from a kid up in vermont.