Terrible

That "something in the air" I mentioned last night must have been the smell of birdshit approaching my head from above. Everything seemed perfect when I sat down - the table was perhaps the weakest I've ever played at in a 10k event, the bounty was Tom McEvoy, the maniac was to my right, etc. Right away though I just got shit on. I never had better than top pair, and the three times I had top pair it was no good. I made two mistakes during the day and the rest was just me repeatedly having nothing or getting outflopped. I busted an hour and a half before the end of the night after an afternoon and evening of listless poker.