When even Vegas is on the wrong schedule

Not sure if anybody noticed -- since my posting schedule is a bit inconsistent to begin with -- but I took a little break over the past week to head down to Vegas for what was probably the most productive Vegas trip of my life.  On Wednesday, I tested out a new car (while simultaneously perfecting my stick-shift skills, which I taught myself Tuesday evening) on the drive down.  Thursday I wrote, Friday I did some bikini modeling, and Saturday I spent at Evo. 

Anyway, I'm back, but I'm pretty tired -- I had to wake up around noon, at the latest, on most of those days (Friday I actually woke up at 10:30 a.m., kill me now) -- so my sleep schedule is all messed up.  Even Vegas isn't night-owl enough for my night-owlness.