Friday, Dec. 07, 2007 - 4:44 p.m.

I am writing this from a hotel computer in Las Vegas. No, really. J had a conference, and I've never been, so here I am. He's a-conferencing today. So far today I have a) exercised (elliptical machine!); b)read a book; c) napped. I'm about to lather, rinse, repeat. There's a casino in the hotel (of course), but I don't like to gamble and hang around in smoke-filled rooms, not even when in Vegas. It's overrated, and I don't care how uncool that makes me.

It is surreal. The place reminds me of A1A in Daytona, only on steroids. And with no beach.

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