I am tired.  I do not like these California time zones.  I want to watch tv at eleven o’clock at night here and see Weekend Update on SNL, not just begin the local news.  Jesus, when do you people sleep?

I’m not happy with the food here.  Everyone talks of these awesome local watering holes (including an entire danish town!), and then we go to some chain to eat. 

I often feel like I’m fighting an uphill battle here.  The upshot to this?  Going home and really appreciating my staff. 

Lil Peep is HUGE now.  I can’t wait to visit the doctor on Friday and see how big Lil Peep is now.  My tummy is portruding.  I think me “hiding” will be an option too much longer.

Most of all, I’m sad that I won’t get to watch Heroes tonight, curled up on the couch with my hubby.  I do miss him terribly; our time difference means he’s already long-gone to bed by the time I make it back to the hotel room.  And I would kill him if he called me when he was driving into work.  I do miss him.

Did I mention I was tired?