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I'm awake. 1:18am here. I will be up for 12 hours before I even get home today. FML.

I am not sad to be leaving this place. I went to dinner last night and seriously thought I had stumbled into a KKK meeting. There was so much white going around I was waiting for someone to complain the air was spicy. And there they were talking about how that N****** Obama finally got his due because they had a new health plan. Like using that language out loud without any care. Wait until you try to get healthcare next year people. That wheelchair you're in? Good luck. Had a pregnancy? Good luck. Got the diabetes? Yeah, you're screwed. I have never seen a group of spoiled children as this congress. Overgrown brats is what they are. Going to kill us all.

I need to shower and pack. Have to get the hell out of these cornfields.

Did a half day yesterday. Had my free lunch. Came back to the hotel and napped. That of course fucked me up for later and I have been tossing and turning since 8pm. Whatever. I will sleep the hour and 20 minutes of this first flight. Just get me home. That's all I care about right now. Then when I get home I can do bills, timesheet, and all that fun stuff.

Just so I can leave again on Sunday.