Went out to Lake Mead to see the sunrise again. Same story as last time except there were all these damn bugs flying in my face for hours. I think I inhaled one. There goes the vegetarian diet. My companion took her shirt off for a while, ignoring the wasteoids sharing the beach with us. They were far away enough to not see her, even under the light of the full moon. I'm not sure if being so jaded (or whatever) that I can sit next to a semi-nude friend so comfortably is a good thing or not. I mean boobies rule, but just seeing a pair isn't going to cause me any distress. Maybe it's a good thing.