I can't explain what level of awesomeness it is to live here compared to Norway.
Pokerwise things are abit tougher though. I grinded my 2.5k roll up to 4k before I decided to take the plunge and move down here. I decided that proffesional poker life wasn't for me though, I admit I was underrolled but I was doing more then ok. But it isn't really about the money at all. You sit on your fucking ass all day playing a game that's not really fun after you've seen it all, you don't see any new people during that time and it's the most boring thing ever. Poker might be alot of money, but I'll be keeping it as a separate source of income and just enjoy the extra money it gives me. Not play too much but play whenever I have the chance and don't really have anything else to do.
So anyways I was up at 4k when I decided to make the move down here. I didn't have a job as I went, cashed out some of my roll to get down here, got this really awesome place with some other random Norwegian guy that I knew through some pokerfriends down here. We pay about €1200 and it's pretty ballin. So I was pretty much just waiting for my computer to arrive so I could play some poker, LO AND BEHOLD when the computer arrived it was completely smashed. Motherboard dead and everything, I was terrified cause now I had to cash out even more to get a frikin laptop, and the electronics down here are incredibly expensive.
Luckily though I got a job at betsson as support where I make about €2000 a month, which is very decent for maltese standards. Our apartment has 3 bedrooms, 2 balconies, 2 bathrooms(one with jacuzi), dining room, kitchen, living room with a bigass TV and surround system etc etc. We have the sickest view ever, and most important of all, walking distance to Paceville or "Drunkenville" as it is more commonly known as.
It's kind of like the center for partying in Malta. Every day is a fucking party down here, the parties are sick because all the poker people know eachother, and affiliates who has their asses full of cash putting several bottles of champagne and vodka on the table, drinking half of it then moves on to the next club/bar without a care in the world. So yeah, it's pretty crazy down here and I have met some awesome people in the few weeks I have been here.
One was this crazy 25yr old tunisian karate champ that I fucked for a while, and also a russian chick(will poast pic at bottom of this installment imo), and lots of other crazy party people. And some balla pokerplayers.
Back to the pokers, I decided that since I now only have a $2k roll I would apply for a stake. I was thinking about it for a long time but thought "nah it's prolly not worth the risk ending up with someone who might not coach that well" cause I'm doing it alot for the coaching aswell.
But when i saw WCGrider from twoplustwo looking for stakees I had to apply cause I knew there would be some quality coaching involved. And obviously he knew brandysbich(my last coach) IRL so he took me on right away.
I'm running so well at life right now it's completely sick.
Anyways there is really way too much to write about these last few weeks but I think I'll cut it here cause if I continue any longer I'll end up writing a 10k word essay.
I will upload more pics later as I get my computer setup, right now I need some sleep cause I'm going to work again in like 8 hours.
Pic of russian girl imo:
(the one on the left ldo)
