Return to the Wasteland
Wow. So much to say, so little... Actually, I suppose I have plenty of time.
Well, I have returned to the Wasteland; I'm writing this at about noon, and so far the crippling heat hasn't materialized. Maybe I can make it at least a few more days before I turn my air conditioning on. The heat means more berserk ramblings for you, the valued consumer.
Most of my birthday loot is in. Here's the rundown so far.
$305 from various family members
a nice pen, a stress ball, and a balsa wood airplane (inside story), and lunch from Father Time
The Gifts of the Jews, Spy Game, and 3 Doors Down - Away From The Sun from Mo-Licious
The Gifts of the Jews from April
an Indian head nickel money clip from my grandmother (the nickel was my grandfather's)
brownies from the secretary at my old job
I am still waiting on an alleged package from Michelley; I'm pretty excited about it, since Michelley is about the best gift-giver I have ever met in my entire life.
I flew into McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas last night, and was picked up around 23:00 by one of my co-workers and his wife. Last night was my second time in Vegas, my first time having been a week before when they'd dropped me off. My co-worker had said that they'd drive me down the strip when I flew in, just so I could see it; instead, we went to two casinos, including Caesar's Palace. Sweet merciful glaven, was it amazing; all of Vegas, really. The sheer amount of electricity needed to run that place must be absolutely staggering. I'm looking forward to going back, someday, when I have money, before I leave the desert.
So, here I am. There are a few blog housekeeping items that I'll try to get taken care of over the next few days. Unfortunately, a telemarketer call before 09:00 led to a final tally of only four hours of sleep. I have several items that need to be accomplished today, including purchasing groceries and a stop at the Post Office. Joy. I can't wait to get a solid night of sleep under me, I tell you what.
Alright. More later.
Well, I have returned to the Wasteland; I'm writing this at about noon, and so far the crippling heat hasn't materialized. Maybe I can make it at least a few more days before I turn my air conditioning on. The heat means more berserk ramblings for you, the valued consumer.
Most of my birthday loot is in. Here's the rundown so far.
I am still waiting on an alleged package from Michelley; I'm pretty excited about it, since Michelley is about the best gift-giver I have ever met in my entire life.
I flew into McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas last night, and was picked up around 23:00 by one of my co-workers and his wife. Last night was my second time in Vegas, my first time having been a week before when they'd dropped me off. My co-worker had said that they'd drive me down the strip when I flew in, just so I could see it; instead, we went to two casinos, including Caesar's Palace. Sweet merciful glaven, was it amazing; all of Vegas, really. The sheer amount of electricity needed to run that place must be absolutely staggering. I'm looking forward to going back, someday, when I have money, before I leave the desert.
So, here I am. There are a few blog housekeeping items that I'll try to get taken care of over the next few days. Unfortunately, a telemarketer call before 09:00 led to a final tally of only four hours of sleep. I have several items that need to be accomplished today, including purchasing groceries and a stop at the Post Office. Joy. I can't wait to get a solid night of sleep under me, I tell you what.
Alright. More later.
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