Vegas, 8 hour drive.

Who's driving? Me. It's always me. I am always driving. Drive everyone everywhere. It's OK. I just need to buy some caffeine. Driving to Vegas at 2 in the morning. If I fall asleep... we are all fucked.

And so Blogger, I will be further MIA. It's OK. I'll bring the lappytoppy. Just for you.

What happens in Vegas...