What sucks about being in Las Vegas is no one is ever around. And then when they are all around, it’s at once, but you’re doing stuff. Then they all leave at the same time and you’re left with no one but your thoughts to talk to. Then that makes you crazy and you wind up living in an insane asylum. Seems like my life is headed straight for the looney bin.

And I love sinus headaches.

What I’m listening to: Silence