Tilt.
I'm not speaking of the tv show. It's bad, sure, but it's fiction and, therefore nothing with which to be concerned.
T I L T - what exactly is it's curious properties? It's the nail in the road that pierces the back tire and slowly leaks away over night. It's the paper that keeps jamming the printer. It's the Saran Wrap end you can't find. It's the cat that just won't stay off the kitchen counter.
At the poker table, it's the 4th suckout in a row, cold cards, and, for yours truly this evening, the frustration that swells when you suddenly find you've grown a pair of gills and wonder how you could have even pretended that you know how to play the game.
I tilted away almost a third of my Party bankroll this evening amidst a string of bad decisions and horrible play - my bad decisions and horrible play. I looked at my stats at one point and my "Flops Seen" was at a disgraceful 40% !! - the nail in my BF Bankroll tire was threatening to send me off the road and into a ditch.
I will join CJ and G-rob on the podium.
"Hi, my name is Maudie. And I am a fish."
