I'm out of WPT Bellagio Cup in the final level of the night. I had 42000 left of the 60000 starting stack when the bustout hand came up. A megafish limped for 600, another fish limped, and I isolated these two guys' limps like I had all day and raised to 3000 from the cutoff with two Jacks. The guy in the SB raised to 10,000. I thought and went with the hand and was snapped off by Aces and missed. The guy was atleast somewhat of a thinking player, and I'd waited all day for him to reraise one of my iso's, so I'm chalking it up to a cooler.

The summer of poker is over for me, and obviously it really fucking sucks. I happened to turn a pretty insignificant profit on the summer, but I will go home thinking what could have been. I may or may not drive my Tahoe across the country tomorrow, may fly out tomorrow, may stick around for a day or so, or may stick around for a week. I have things I need to get done for school, so I'll play it by ear. 

I likely won't play another live tournament until December as school will have me busy all fall. It's actually somewhat of a relief for the summer to be over. I played a ton this summer and sort of fell into the WSOP cycle that is neglecting your health and living one-dimensionally. Thanks to those of you who followed and supported me this summer. It means a lot to me.

SS