n'est pas

This weekend I: road tripped it to San Diego with Erin, went to the zoo and saw a hippo swimmin' in OCD circles and also a baby gorilla playing in the grass, ate some really good mexican food, got really fucking drunk because I did not have to drive, discovered yet another city filled with hotter guys than the ones in Las Vegas. Sorry Vegas, you lose. Again.
There is really a bunch of nothing between Las Vegas and LA/San Diego. Especially between Las Vegas and Barstow- creepy deserted buildings and also what appears to be a creepy deserted water park. Death Valley, indeed. I've been eating a lot of yellow curry lately.