I just ate French toast cooked in cornflakes with something called 'sweet butter', and some granola and mixed fruit yoghurt. I will buy the yoghurt again, but the other contraption was probably worse for me than McDonald's. I shall not buy that again.
It's ridiculously hot. I'm really white in comparison to everyone else, and I must say it doesn't make me feel particularly privileged. Also I bumped into somebody I know from New Zealand, and have lived with, here in Las Vegas. A small world indeed.
I played some poker today, and tomorrow I shall perhaps play more. I want to go back to the casino now, but it's 6pm and I feel like death. Like, I woke up this morning at 2am? I really worked hard on shifting my sleeping pattern so that I was up at 6 every morning in the uk, and well, look what good that has done me.
