This trip's been quietly busy. That's to say busy work wise, but quiet drama wise. I've witnessed no additional remarkably poor examples of the human condition since "bad board shorts steroid guy" tried to square off with the old man yesterday.
Of course that could change any second.
I'm sitting in the MGM sportsbook at the moment with a friend; he's got $50 on the Toronto/Oakland game.
I've got all my money in my pocket save for the $15 gym pass. It turns out it wasn't $30 after all. My bad, I know many of you where angry on my behalf.
Earlier I ran on a treadmill for an hour for the first time ever. The first half hour was ok. The next fifteen minutes was pure torture. The last fifteen wasn't bad for some reason.
Home tomorrow. I'm told I get my computer back Thursday. Yes.