So, I just got pulled over on my way home by a cop for not having lights on my bike and beeing out after curfew. I then ask myself "why am I really out so late?" I stop for a moment and I ponder on the reasons for my bad-ness and I draw up the conclusion that it's the city's fault! I feel that if I weren't in such a negative city as Las Vegas, Nevada then I wouldn't have the desire to only watch movies and spend money. I mean, Jesus Christ, if there were other things to do in this God forsaken place, then I wouldn't be so crazy! All there is to do is go to the movies, bowling, shopping and illegal things. Although I love acting, I can o