My most decadent moment

I just realized I forgot to tell you all about the best moment of my trip to LA. Ok, my second best moment. All right, more like my third best moment because the transfer was neat and that has to be first and the cab ride was fun so that's second. But this is my third best moment.

Oh wait, my third best moment was at the airport when I walked by a shoeshine guy and he said "Hey baby. What you doing for the next couple of minutes?" and at first I thought he wanted to shine my shoes but then I realized I was wearing flip flops. I texted the story to everyone I knew, including my IFs because when you get hit on once every eight years you make sure to tell people about it. So that was my third best moment.

But here's the story of my fourth best moment!

The clinic had me take a Valium pre-transfer .... for some reason. I guess I don't really know why but who am I to argue. It made me sleepy mostly. When I got back to the hotel after the transfer I was hungry so I ordered some room service. When my room service came I ate it while sitting on the bed and watching Deadliest Catch. At one point I thought "Wow, I'm really tired." So I laid back and fell asleep. I woke up about 45 minutes later and realized I was still surrounded by my lunch. I shrugged and went right back to eating it.

Now you can be horrified or you can be jealous but that was the most decedent moment of my life and the fourth best moment of my trip to LA.