•September 21, 2010 •
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Started playing small buy-in tournaments at PokerStars.com for real cash. After 14 tournaments, in 2½ days, my average return on investment is 163%, while over 50% of the time I’ve finished in 4th place or better.
Feels good.

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•September 10, 2010 •
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“Every 3am visit is not meant for sex. Sometimes I just want to laugh and leave with your scent lingering on me.”
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•September 4, 2010 •
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Here’s the numbers behind playing 333 hands of poker, in 4 hour, turning $10 into $116.

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•August 21, 2010 •
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I can’t think of anything but Tuesday. Everything has come together like I thought it would and this would be the final piece. I see how everything is connected and know how I work.
Please.
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•August 21, 2010 •
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“Run now Alice, you found the key- like Jesus, just turn water into make-believe.”
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•August 15, 2010 •
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On the hotel floor, it was more than your body I wanted to explore. We sang DiFranco, stumbling over words. My best friend above, hoping she hadn’t heard. We fell asleep, drunk on alcohol and more.
I wrote this while sober, outside, knocking on your fire door.
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•August 5, 2010 •
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“All good things must come to an end, but I can’t be mad. I’m just thankful that it began.”

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•August 3, 2010 •
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“I apologize for replacing you with 300 thread count and memory foam. But how sorry are you- unable to keep me just as warm?”

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•August 3, 2010 •
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Looking over old letters and poems written to me. I’ve stumbled across some amazing people in my life.

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•August 2, 2010 •
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A year ago, I was buying beer from an illegal Mexican, out of a trailer park, in Kentucky to escape the fear of being sentenced 1-5 years in prison while losing my wife.
God, the difference a year makes. I can’t lose sight, things are getting better… closing in on what I deserve, what I worked for.
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