it's hot!

it's so hot that I don't want to go outside anymore. I don't want to get sunburned (my precious pale skin can't handle the rays) and no matter how diligently I apply and reapply, sunscreen doesn't matter. I still get burned somehow.

however, there is a lazy river and a pool, so maybe I can be tempted to go into the water at some point. just not anywhere close to noon. maybe more around four.

i'm leaving tonight on a plane and I feel like I've barely had a Vegas experience. but it was overstimulating nonetheless.

buffets are a vegas experience, I suppose, but the seafood buffet, which seemed so promising, was a misery. there were no grilled scallops, just breaded and fried ones that looked like mini hockey pucks and tasted like a packing peanut. the shrimp was pretty good, but only the mexican style and not any of the other kinds. i tried to get salmon but the grilled one was out and the teriyaki style one was unappealing in appearance. and then, there was lobster. and we know how I feel about lobster. [would anyone like to chew on globs of rubber?]

today I'm going to go down to the strip and send out some postcards to my nephews and ride the roller coaster. and then I'll come back and think about the pool situation.

the conference that I went to, the reason I came here, the reason Marilyn brought me here, it filled in the blank of what the purpose of my life was gonna be, and I am glad. and, no, I'm not going to join the peace corps. and Marilyn had no influence over my choice, just my presence.

most of all, i can't wait to return to the center of the tornado.

stine