A few hands ago, we overheard Annette Obrestad lamenting her chip position, her stack of right around 10,000 piled up in a tiny molehill. "I'll be all in at least twice in the next couple orbits," she said.
Perhaps we shouldn't have wandered away because less than five minutes later, Annette came striding past our table and out toward the exit. It appears that her day is indeed finished.