I lost a G today.

12 hours ago, I was profitable for the trip.  Now, I've built myself a decent hole.  Tough day.

I got up and went to see "Moonrise Kingdom" at the Orleans.  Decent movie.  Then, it was on to the Rio.  I register late for the 2pm Deepstack.  My table forms and we begin play just after the beginning of Level 2.  I don't play many hands until I 4bet AQo from the sb and then jam a rag flop.  I get called by TT, and am really short.  I'm considering whether or not to re-enter and trying to find a place to shove.  I double with T9o v. AQ, then shove over a raise and don't get called, and now I'm up a little over 7k.  I get moved to another table.  Immediate tilt when I see my least favorite Vegas local at the new table.  But, I come in and he's got 97 aipf against AA.  Cool.  Then, he flops a straight.  Fuck.  A few hands later, right before the break, I shove AQo over a utg limp, he calls with 99 and IGHN.  I decide not to re-enter.  Instead, I play a little sng.  $125.  I hit a couple hands, and have 2600 at 150/300 5 handed.  I open shove ATs utg, the bb wakes up with TT, and I'm out a couple hands later.  Ok, time to cool off.  I go grab a burger and head into the 50k FT and watch Michael Mizrachi finish it off.

I'm feeling good, so I decide to take a shot at 2/5.  I'll skip the next 4 hours.  In for 600, as low as 340, now sitting on a little over 700.  Button straddle, sb folds, I call in the bb with A8ss.  No raise, and we see the flop four ways.  J75ss.  I bet 20, fold, fold, button makes it 60.  I can reraise here, but I decide to call.  My plan for the turn is to check/ship all straight cards and Aces, check/click back any spade, and check/call anything else.  I check dark, 6h comes, he bets 120, I say "all-in" and he snap calls.  River 8c.  He flips over 84o.  Perfect turn card.

Criticism welcome on any of the above mentioned hands.

I'm kinda ok, but will probably take tomorrow off to regroup and figure out my plan for the next couple of weeks.