bright light city

An unlimited credit card? No job? A city full of beautiful women I haven't banged yet?

This is going to be legen -

Wait for it.

The World Cup begins tomorrow with South Africa versus Mexico at 7 o'clock in the morning.

Does anyone else plan to watch or will I be the only one waking up early enough to see the match live?

Damnit. I just got my driving license revoked for hitting that blind kid with the rich parents for the third time. He's fine, he's always fine, but that kid needs to wear a bell or get one of those seeing-eye dogs or something. His parents are moronic for not keeping a closer eye on him.

No license, never getting back to the island, and stuck in Vegas with a bunch of ingrates. Guess I'll have another drink.

All the set-up work is done for the dance studio. I just need students.

If anyone is interested in lessons, you're welcome to respond.

Blimey, I don't know what's worse. Being trapped here or "jet lag." My sleep schedule is all out of sorts. My flatmate must think I'm a loony.

Is it a good or bad thing that I'm missing Eurovision?

Goodbye, Dennis Hopper. An acting great has fallen.

Hello, my name Sally Sparrow. It's odd how it was 2009 when I went to sleep last night, and now the computer (and everyone around me) says that it's 2010. I don't find that particularly curious, all things considered. What I do find interesting is all the different people who appear to have been kidnapped, like me. This whole network is crawling with kidnapees, and we all come from different times. I've even heard that there's vampires and people from outer-space here. Absolutely spectacular, but it sends my curiosity gene through the roof.

I do have to say that, I really don't like the décor of these flats. It's too clean and sterile. My flatmate seems nice enough, though.

George, where the fuck are you?

Annie, can I have my mugs back?

And aren't there a fuckload of vampires here now? Jesus.