Daylight is Nice

Yesterday was pretty fucking frustrating. I set my alarm and woke up early so I could play in a WSOP Main Event qualifier on Poker Stars. The buy in was $370 and they were guaranteeing 200 $12,500 packages, so I figured it would be a great shot to get into the Main Event cheaply. For whatever reason, I estimated that there would be roughly 3000 players in the field, many of whom were atrocious, and I could pretty easily navigate my way to the top 200 and be merrily on my way to the Big Dance. I'm not sure what retarded logic gave me the number 3000, buy usually if a site guarantees $2.5 Million dollars worth of seats, you can expect players to come out in droves, and come out they did - over 8000 of them. This was kind of a drag, but I still was psyched to play in it, since the structure was great, and they field was gonna be soft.
As I had expected, things went smoothly throughout the tournament - I picked my spots well, and didn't gamble too much or take any unnecessary risks, and was cruising right along until there were about 1000 players left. I was getting pretty short, but still felt I had reraise fold equity, and was just looking for a decent enough hand to repop someone with and chip up. Well, lo and behold, I get dealt two lovely Kings, and a player in early position opens for a standard 3x raise. I am salivating when the action comes to me, and of course ship my stack, praying he has enough of a hand to call. Indeed, he did have enough of a hand - He snap called and showed two big fat Aces, which he then proceeded to shove directly into the crack of my ass. I was totally dumbfounded, and didn't even get a little sweat, as he flopped another ace and sent me to the virtual rail with my tail between my legs.
Now, I generally take beats and coolers better than the average jerkoff. I play a much higher volume than most people, and after getting kicked in the nuts a few times a day, you tend to get numb to it. However, I guess given the context of the situation, and the fact that it hit me totally out of the blue, I was pretty pissed. This was the second time in my last 3 or 4 tourneys that I ran KK into AA in an absolutely crucial spot, and it was getting old. I then proceeded to get near the money in the $20 rebuy just to lose a race and bust. Bubbling two tourneys in a day is so super standard that I really have no reason to be a bitch about it, but for whatever reason, I let it ruin my day. Whatever, that's all for now - Should be playin in a couple of WSOP events this week, so hopefully I run a little bit better and take one of these fuckers down.