Friday night me and the guys decided to play a game- Me, Pete, Jon, Roy, Ryan, and Bobby. I played alright for a while, and got down to three-handed with Pete and Ryan. Ryan had a big chip lead, and I was the short stack. I fought back and got into second chip position and then had the following interesting hand. I had about 60 dollars total, which is what we started with, so I had 1/6 of the chips in play. I limped in on Ryan's big blind (the blinds were 2-4), and he says, "I want to see how attached you are to your hand," and he raises 8 bucks blind! He promised he hadn't looked at his cards. I had the queen 8 of spades, which beats an average hand, so I decide to move all-in. The odds of him having something he can call with are very slim, plus Ryan has been bullying us around, and I needed to take a stand. Ryan looks down and sees pocket aces! He swore up and down that he hadn't looked at his cards, but I was kind of skeptical- but then again, there are some crazy mystical powers attached to playing blind. Anyway, I flopped a queen, but couldn't improve any further, and I was out in third.

We decided to play another game afterwards, and truth be told, I wasn't really feeling it. After a few hands I kind of lost the desire to play- my head was pounding, and I just didn't feel like I could play at the level I wanted to from start to finish. I picked up queen jack very early and limped. The flop was queen 7 4. Bobby checked, as did I, as Pete had raised preflop. Pete bet out 4. Bobby called it, and I raised it 12. Pete reraised 17, and at this point I figured I was in big trouble, against either an overpair or a set, but I didn't feel like fighting back from a short stack early. I went all-in, and he called with his set of 7s, so I was dead. Pete then went on to lose to Roy heads up, so everyone was very surprised.

After it was all said and done, Pete came over to cry on my shoulder. We decided we needed to have a heads up deathmatch to get our frustrations out. I took the first one, and then in the second one i rigged the deck while Pete was going to the bathroom. I gave him pocket kings, and myself pocket queens. We got all the money in on the flop, and I hit a queen on the river. Pete almost spontaneously combusted, and, good friend that I am, I waited about 15 minutes to tell him. Pete went on to win the second one, and I won the third at about 6:30 a.m. What is wrong with us?

Quote of the day: "I would jump out the window, but we're on the first floor, so I'd have to turn over so I landed on my head and broke my neck."- Pete, after getting tricked yet again by a rigged deck.

Terrence's bankroll: $290-$10=$280