I reluctantly returned from Manhattan very late Monday morning. An incredible time like usual. It was very depressing going back. I will say the trip involved some crazy nights, catching up with my brothers, and I even got my ring back from a very cool girl! Oh let’s just say if you stand on one street in East Village of Manhattan for 1 hour you will see more attractive single girls walking by in 30 minutes than all of my city combined. Furthermore, let’s say I had a choice. I could choose to:
A) Go on a date with any ONE single girl living in my respectable mid-size city, I hand pick.
Or
B) Go on a date with any ONE of the single girls who just walked by on that street in 30 minutes.
I genuinely feel I would pick B. As ridiculous as that may sound, you just have to be there….
…..I really wish I was joking.
Since we are on the topic of good looking girls walking by on the street I have a kind of random quick story. During one of the nights my younger brother was having a small party. I thought it would be a good idea to have a few drinks, walk outside, and hit on a random girl(s) that walked by. Yes I thought of this ridiculous idea myself and didn't tell anyone about my plans until the next day (such courage is generally looked down upon by the people I hang out with in NY. They think in a city of over 8 million people it will make them look bad if the girl turns me down and they have to see her again or something. Though most of the time the girl will be flattered even if not interested. And 99.9% of the time they would never run into her again, and even if they did they would never talk to her anyways. What the fuck! Nice logic right?)
So I get out there. I wasn't sure how long I was going to try this or what exactly I was going to say. I stand there about 5 minutes. I really wasn't sure what my plan was. But I wanted to seal the deal with something like "Hey well I have to get back inside, but you girls are really cute. Why don't you come up and have a few drinks with us!" So finally I see a girl I commit to talking to. She slows down sort of close to the entrace of my brother's hallway like she is looking for something.
Baglife: "Hi how are you? Are you looking for something?"
Girl: Hello! Not bad you? Yeah actually......... blah's party.
Baglife: "Oh I'm blah's brother yeah come on in."
LOL so the first fucking girl I hit on happens to be coming to the party anyway. So I walked her and her friends up and forgot about my plans. I ended up getting her number later, but I'm not going to text her anyways. I found it ironic that I ACTUALLY helped someone by being outside and attempting such a ridiculous plan.
Something of SUBSTANCE that actually came out of the trip:
More importantly, I also worked out an additional $5,000 to “borrow”, which will go towards my rent when I move out. This was pretty huge for me. It really puts me in a very strong position to succeed going forward. Without that money I would have been stressing the hell out. It’s a great type of loan because well it’s not a real loan. If I pay it back in a year that’s fine, if I pay it back in 5 years that’s fine, if I pay it back never that’s also fine. My first goal after making myself self sustaining will be to pay it back because of the principle, but it will not set me back in anyway if I don’t. No I won't have some dude showing up to my door with a bat. It’s not like a bank loan or something. The lender has been close to me my entire life, believes in my passion and ability, and he’s in a position where the monetary amount means nothing to him. The principle behind it means a lot, he’s not just throwing 5 grand at anyone, but the monetary amount means nothing to him in the overall scheme of things.
So When the Hell Am I Moving Out?
I will be in AC area the next two weekends looking for places. So I’m going to say it’s very very possible I will sign a lease by the first week of September. The kid I am moving in with seems 100% set on signing by then. I may keep my day job in Maryland after I sign until mid-October. If this happened, I would just commute to AC on the weekends to use the place. This would be a gradual transition, and I could set things up. Even then I would be saving money on hotels.
But the real reason for putting myself through such torture would not be a “gradual transition”. If I keep my day job until October I could very well be entitled to some nice benefits. These benefits could add up to well over $5,000. I really think it would be incredibly stupid to walk away from such a large amount of “free money”. I’m strapped for cash. I’m putting everything into this move with no support. I would hate to look back in 6 months and say “man if I just waited that extra month I would be completely fine right now”. It’s about getting myself in the best possible position to succeed playing poker full time. $5,000+ could end up making or breaking me in the long run. I feel the hardest part playing full time will be the first few months and it would be foolish to disregard such a cushion.
So yes I suppose this has become a little more complicated then a cut and dry: “I quit; poker full time now!” Unfortunately, I may have to tough it out with the day job even after I sign until mid-October.
My Day Job
It has gone from moderate hell to the bane of my living existence. I can’t express in words here how much I despise it. How deeply I burn to never step foot in that hell-hole again. Just when I think it can’t get any worse. Just when I think to myself: what else could possibly make it worse? Rest assured my department or direct boss finds some unimaginable way to make it so. I’m going to steal the Office Space quote: “Every day is the worst day of my life”. I’ll modify it: “Every day I enter the office is the worst day job office experience of my life”.
And in the midst of all the anger I say to myself: “Do not let it bother you”. I can’t let it bring me down. It simply doesn’t matter anymore. The bridges have already been burned. The lines have already been obliterated. All bets are off. What happens in the office has to stay there. There must be a distinct separation from the rest of my life during this next month or two. It’s a pay-check nothing more. NOTHING.
I find it harder and harder to bring any sort of humor to the situation. But here I give you some futile attempts from the last month:
Sign’s to Leave Corporate (Part XVII):
4) You wore a pink rubber band sea-horse bracelet to an internal interview at least once during the last month.
You didn't get the job. Shocking!
5) The only reason you went on the interview as because you applied a while ago and didn't feel like cancelling.
Corporate has wasted your time for the past two and a half years. So you really didn't see the problem with wasting 30 minutes of their time. So ill wear my pink rubber band sea-creature. And oh screw your suit and tie.
6) Three new people from another group were forcefully relocated a few desks from you. The first week they were alerted that Wednesday's is "BAGEL DAY".
Wait a second... you've been on the floor for a year and didn't know Wednesday was bagel day.
7) Now that you know Wednesday is bagel day, you still refuse to get a bagel.
You know what? Fuck your bagel. Seriously.
9) You have 15 bookmarked folders on your web browser of choice.
Only one of the folders is work related.
10) Your boss asked to borrow your umbrella at least once during the past month.
You did not let her.
Anyone else fine, but you can walk in the rain.
Online Poker
Moving on to online poker. Pretty non-existent during the past few weeks unfortunately. I’m still working on rebuilding two new computers from scratch, which is taking some extra time. I’ve also been away pretty much every other weekend, and some weekdays I’ve been catching up with friends. But my weekend trips usually have some sort of direct attachment to my long term poker goals. For example, Manhattan I worked out the $5,000 investment. And Atlantic City the next two weekends I will be playing live and looking at places to move. However, I expect to have a bad-ass operational set-up by Friday. I also have a LOT of full ring studying I’d like to do before I go back to 12-tabling+ full ring. I’ve worked out lesson plans on various topics. I’m looking forward to plugging up any variations from optimal play. I’m also looking forward to having the time again to put into online. With the weekends going to traveling the 6-9 hours I would normally cram during the week have been going into studying, hardware b.s, and friends. That will shift soon enough.
Budget for the Move
I will discuss later. Not a lot, but very detailed. I will have enough to give myself a solid shot. I will not be afraid to put everything into this.
Worries about the Move
Helping supplement my income with online poker is my main worry. Despite my efforts I’m not proven yet, even with Supernova status. And now I’ve transitioned my game again. This time hopefully there will be no transition from full ring. I just need to get to a point of solid income supplementing playing online. There is no excuse except time, and I can’t wait to have that damn time back. My fundamentals, resources, and skill-set are there. I just need to polish it all off. The good thing is even if online is stuttering at first I will be in a position to clear what I need to live off of playing brick and mortar in the casinos.
Study topics required for full ring
I would like to get into this during some future posts.
Close
That’s really about it. I’ve been in a strange mood and haven’t felt like writing much. I go through phases of really worried to REALLY excited, blended in with the shitty day job. So I hope this book of nonsense made up the lack of posts some. Hope everyone is well!
-bag