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One of my mini pleasures is to create titles to my blog, but my head is so tired (and hungover) that it's just stopping my creative juices from flowing. Vegas can do that to you! I've been in a sensory overload state for the last 6 days. My hands are all cracked and red from lack of moisture. Give me my Pacific NW!

I really hadn't gone out much during my trip here, but decided I'd better prove to my new co-workers that I'm not a complete loser. I usually put off letting new people see me drunk and dancing until I've know them for quite some time, but broke that rule last night! We had a good time at an outside bar. At least it was one way to get some exercise.

The food journal starts again when I return home. I'm also thinking of starting up my morning Pilates routine again since I now don't start work until 8:00. Three weeks of traveling is NOT good! I can't believe I'm supposed to do the Shamrock Run next weekend. I'm really not ready and my hip still hurts a bit. I'll see what I can do about it this week, but must admit I'm more than a little worried that I won't be able to cross the finish line. I'm reading The Secret and according to it, all I have to do is imagine myself successfully finishing the race and it will just magically happen. . . .

Money lost gambling: $250
Money spent on alcohol: $75
Getting to sleep in my own bed tonight: Priceless