Mar 17, 2007 15:01
Trevor leaves for Vegas today. I'd almost envy him, but not this time. I'm not sure I want to go back there again. It's not like I've never seen it before. I think the glitz has fallen off of it. Sure, I wouldn't mind seeing Beatles' Love, but other than that Vegas has nothing to offer me. I'm a really shitty card player and sitting at a slot machine isn't really a good idea for me either. I may change my mind, but who knows.
Anyway, there 117 days until OotP. Yay! I think I go have a late lunch. I'm not sure what I want, I'm not actually that hungry. Maybe I'll skip it. I'm trying to lose weight anyway.
Harley is curled up on my bed. Very cute. I wish I could just fall asleep in a ball like that. It must be nice to be a cat. Except for that whole licking your butt thing. I could do without that.
I am so beat. I have no idea what the deal is. I guess it's partly due to the fact that I'm been giving up sodas. Caffeine deprivation. Well, I'll lose weight not drinking my calories and eventually I won't feel so tired.
Wow, what a fucked up post.
trevor,
vegas