ok, went to vegas, didn't fight with the parents, hate it there. we went to the strip twice; once because h and i wanted to see the borg, and other because dad kidnapped us and we didn't protest fast enough. the paris hotel has the piss poorest uppity excuse for a salade nicoise that could ever be imagined.

got back, had a cable appointment the next day. the cable guy was a blonde kid who showed up hours late with a chaw in his mouth who couldn't figure out how to fix my cable. he'll be back on wednesday.

S is coming to town today; she's staying in the guest room. I just heard her ex boyfriend is going to be in town at the same time. it's a big city.

anyway, i have to clean the guest room. cousin will arrive next week. then i have a seminar. i want to spend some time with r. we'll see.