foxwoods + recent updates

Yesterday I took a trip to Foxwoods to recover after my devastating blow at Borgata from last Friday. I won $850 in a 5 hour sesh and decided to go home since I had a decent br for the city game.
I sat down in the 1 seat at about 9:00 after a little dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe. I asked the dealer if this was a $100 max table and he had no idea what i was saying. He said its $300 max 60 min, same as AC rules. Apparently they got rid of the $100 max since the last time I was there. I must've looked like the biggest amateur and one guy was like "you know what the buy in is?" in a helpful but caniving way. Or i'm just being paranoid...anyways. My first hand is Q3 and I posted a few hands from the BB. About 7 people limped and flop came Q Q 2. i checked and this lady bet 15 so I just called and it went heads up. Turn was a 5 and i checked again and she bet 45. I had no idea how she played but i decided to move in for about 100 more. She sat there in complete agony and disgust. Saying how she knows i have a Q but she doesn't know about her kicker. That's when i realized i had to talk my way out of this one. After about 45 seconds of her thinking she asks the dealer if she can flip over her hand. The dealer says he doesn't know and has to call over the floor and it turns into this whole mess so I went ahead and flipped over my Q. She goes "honey, i know i know...i'm just worried about my kicker." I just kept a straight face and acted like I had it basically. Finally she folded and I showed her since she deserved to see it.
Her reaction looked like she was going to be sick. I find this lucky in my case becasue i was thinking of buying in $100 at first, and if i had done so i would've definitely busted since i had 0 fold equity on her.
After that pot the big stack to my left comes back from being away.
Now this guy was something that i've never quite seen before. Every hand he min raises preflop to $4, but picks his spots carefully post flop. If someone raises before him preflop, he'll instantly minraise back. So since i was out of position i knew it was going to be tricky to bust him.
After about 30 minutes of playing with him and letting him bully the table around the following hand comes up. I limp wiht AT and he makes it 4, a bunch of callers and i make it 30 on top. He calls and this other guy calls. Flop comes T 8 3, 2 clubs. I bet 65 and he insta calls. The other guy folds so now i'm thinking please no club. Turn is a 9s. I look over at his stack and he has approx. 250 left. I say i'm all in and he cringes in his seat for a good 25 seconds, stands up and goes I call. river Blank. I show AT and he shows T6.
Ten freakin 6.
That pot brought me up to $800 and I basically didn't get involved in many hands.
In the meantime the guy who I busted who was literally "heehawing" and actually said he has "part-donk" in him reloads.
Oh yea, i lost with a set of 7's on T 7 3 flop, to QT. Yup, running queens. There was a side pot that i recovered some money from but i lost like 200 that hand.
The players were so wreckless and bad that it was actually kind of difficult for me to adjust.
It was the type of poker that just made logically no sense. People were calling bets from people who's image didn't match up with the bet at all. Granted alot of them were drunk.
After stacking a guy with AK to AQ on AJ778 board, and stacking that same lady that layed down the trip Q's to me. (AQ to AJ on A9x board) I decided to drive back home.
1. It was 2am and I was still wide awake so I could get home by 5am and sleep in my own bed.
2. FOXWOODS IS IN THE CREEPIEST TOWN IN AMERICA. First of all it's on some dead Indian burial reservation ground and the town itself is DEAD. There's no sign of life and while i was driving down the windy roads I kept praying not to break down. I would've probably shit my pants.

Finally after getting on the highway and driving for about an hour and a half i felt some sort of rumbling and then began slowing down. I pulled over and my back left tire was done. I pulled over to the side but there wasn't enough room to get out safely and take a look so I had to drive on the rim for like a quarter mile. I found a dug-out cop spot and pulled over there. I tried to get the lug nuts off but it felt like it was welded on. I called my mom and she connected me to triple A. After about 35 minutes and $69.70 for the fee, the donut was on. By now it had been about 6:00 am and i had to drive 40 mph all the way home. I didn't really mind that much, i just wanted to get home. Finally almost 2 hours later, i made it back.

I haven't really played poker since my last entry (mid december) until mid January. When I got back in the game my results were as follows: -24, -200, +110, +440, +250, -600, +415, -1000, +850.
Alot of swings going on. I guess i'm either losing big or winning big, but after a big loss i seem to get it back with a recovering win. There so much to this crazy game i have to learn how to deal with but my main goal is just to keep on getting those hands in and putting in those hours.
Also, i'm going to have to make a move out of the house soon. The swings are too much for my mom to deal with and i don't expect her to understand since she's not a gambler and doesn't know a thing about poker, other than that its not a proper lifestyle.

I guess this week i'm gonna try to play in the city and then maybe hit up AC on the weekend if anyone wants to go. That last Borgata trip was a nightmare, basically i'd say i lost $600 on bad beats/coolers and $400 on bluffing and being dumb. It's definitely necesssary for me to play higher in order to play better and I'm starting to understand that if i don't really push myself i'm not going to move up in levels.

That's it for now, more to come later.