It’s 11pm and I am still at work. Unbelievable. Sometimes I wonder whether I am just really slow or if I really work a lot. There are many people who are really productive and who get out of here at 6pm every night. Regardless, the next three weeks will be as crazy as the past three months. After that, I am hoping that things will slow down. And then, I am going to Europe in July. Cousin Frank is getting married.
It would be kind of nice to have a car at this time. Taking the bus at 11:30 at night can be kind of intimidating in Los Angeles. Even for a guy my size.