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Ok. I still hate Los Vegas. It is my own personal **** on earth. Almost literally.

Today I remembered that my little compass has a thermometer, so Tyler and I tried to use it in our 'experiments'. First, though, we wanted to know how hot it was outside. We left the compass on the step for a while, then went back and checked it.

It read 120 degrees.

That's as high as my thermometer goes.

Apparently, it's not uncommon for the temperature to reach 130 degrees.

I hate Los Vegas.

Plus, Tyler got upset because he wanted to ride the roller coaster but he wanted Patrick to go with him and Patrick didn't want to. Tyler doesn't get upset very often, but when he does it's unpleasant.

Patrick's still fuming about not having his own space. And not having a place to skateboard.

Mom feels bad because she's letting Dad do all the driving and because she talked Grandma and Grandpa into going out to eat yesterday when they really wanted to have sandwitches.

Dad's upset because he thinks we kids are ungrateful for getting to go on this trip.

Grandma and Grandpa are upset because they feel like Tyler, Patrick, and I don't want to spend time with them.

And I really hate Los Vegas, so I keep having panic attacks and nightmares.

Basicly, things are not happy right now.

Hopefully they'll be better once we leave this place.

-Milly