The poker Gods have a funny sense of humor. They can totally take the wind out of your sails one day, and the next totally inflate your ego with a killer session. As a poker player, I feel like a schizophrenic on a roller coaster called variance. Tonight, most of my hands held up with the lone exception of a half stack sucking out on a 2 outter on the river with my trip Kings vs. his pocket Aces. When my hands hold up, I'm a winning player. When they don't, I'm a losing player.
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