I am still on Las Vegas time. In the two nights I’ve been back, I’ve fallen asleep at 6:30am and 4:45am, respectively. I’m sure it has nothing to do with stress, either.


I hate fuckers who don’t put on their blinkers when they turn. I was behind a silly woman in a Kia who signalled left at an intersection, but instead went straight (with the blinker still on) and then pushed her way into the right lane (with her left blinker still on). I wanted to pour hot coffee on her head.