It Wasn't a Bad Time, Really
Played some $100 NL at Absolute for starters. Went down a few and then came back to even and punched off the table. My freeroll at JunglePoker had started and I wanted to give it my full attention. Not sure why I felt so dedicated to a freeroll, but I did. I donked off my chips anyways, but I was focused while I did it! 
I waited patiently and then got my break - KK on the BB. UTG opened for a raise, and he got re-raised all-in by the BTN, who had been fairly spastic. They both had me covered, so I called. I held up and tripled up. The very next hand I gave 3/4 of it back when I called a flop all-in holding 88 on a 774 board. Not my shining moment. 
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Shortly thereafter I got moved to a table where there was only one other active player! 8 people sitting out. 5 in a row on my left! We seemed to be getting along fine, the other player and I, having an unspoken understanding that it was best if we didn't tangle, but just kept stealing the sitting out player's blinds. I noticed he even folded once to let an all-in BB win so that we could continue without getting another live player at the table. I doubled up through blind steals, and could have added another 50%, but I got proud. Looking at A7s, I hoped the other guy would cede these blinds to me, but he raised first in, and instead of folding like a cooperative fellow, I raised him, violating our unspoken treaty. He re-raised and I called. Flop came AT5, none of my suit. He bet and I re-raised him all-in. He called and showed AT, and I was done for being dumb!
I moved back to NL $100, and about 3 orbits in I realized I was in a very good place - the play was looking loose and the pots were big. I caught KK in EP and min-raised first in. $30-stack min re-raises and $27-stack min re-raises him. When the action comes back to me, I put in a fat $15 raise, and they both called. All-rag flop and I put them both all-in. They both called, one with JJ, the other with AKs and a flush draw. Remarkably I held up, and cleaned them both out. They both left the table and it broke up shortly thereafter. I went to bed up $57.
But I couldn't sleep. My insomnia forbid it.
I got back up and logged back into Absolute. I saw a $2/4 limit game and grabbed the only open seat. The pots were fat, with many players seeing flops. I caught AA, and got cracked by 85o, who called the capped betting pre-flop from the BB. I dumped 23 BB on that table over the next 2 hours, but I'm not terribly unhappy about that session.
Usually a session like that makes me grumpy, especially on this slump I am having. I think its partially because I get filled with self-doubt about whether or not I should continue playing. That little voice tells me, "Maybe I'm not good enough to beat it". Gets me irritable, hearing that little voice. This did not happen last night. I know I was out-playing that table, I just got reamed by the deck. My play was not perfect, but it was good enough to be profitable at that table with an average distribution of cards. I hated going to bed. I wanted to stay at that table - it remained ever so ripe for the picking, but it was after 0300, and I have stuff to do today.
So, I lost money - again - but I am OK with it for a change. And I had fun.
Perhaps tonight will be my night....