Actually “she” didn’t. I don’t even know who “she” is. I just love that song.
Instead, I spent last night alternatingly writing and reading the disturbing book Snuff, I put off all my packing till today. If you haven’t heard, I’m going home to Texas for a week for Thanksgiving. My flight departs later this afternoon. It will be quite bizarre to leave this stationary circus known as Vegas. What’s life on the outside like?
Don’t know how my Internet connection will be on the range, but if it works, I will blog for you lovely people. If it doesn’t, be content to know that I’ll be in a turkey daze the whole time.
