THE MENTALIST #2

I woke up after eight hours of sleep, but I didn't really feel like that was enough. Although I was tired last night and went right to bed, waking up early never feels like you get enough. But I slowly got up and then got ready for a 30 minute run.

My run is pretty light, nothing crazy right now because I still have a few months and I don't want to aggravate the plantar fasciitis. I just hope it doesn't get worse. I can do it at this stage since it doesn't hurt that much and after running ten minutes, I pretty much don't feel it anymore.

I got back, took a shower and headed to WB. It was hot and walking to Lot 33 made me sweat so much, my back was drenched. My undershirt and the shirt I was wearing was soaked. They finally let us on stage to hold and that's when I finally cooled down. But as I was drying off, we were sent to walk back to Gate 8 where our cars were parked, so we all started sweating again.

Then we were told to hold outside and there was just no escaping the heat. Some of us finally tired of it and went inside where Starbucks is. We waited there until we were sent to lunch and I walked over to The Grill on Avon St. to get a burger and fries. I walked back with 30 minutes left for lunch and talked to the chick I met earlier who had sat down to eat her lunch.

She worked in MIS and was kind of cute, but not so cute that you get crazy. As I talked to her, I asked her why she was outside when it was hotter than hell. She said that it's an icebox where she works and I thought, that's a perfect place for an ice queen like yourself. Bitch!

Then we worked a little exterior shot, then moved again to Warner Village, a new section of the studio lot that has a bunch of new homes built just for shooting in and out of. But holding was outside again, so we spent the next few hours dying of heat with a film of sweat from the humidity that was present. It is supposed to be the hottest day of the week and it was 96 in the shade.

Finally, we were wrapped and I was excited to get home and take a shower. I filled up my tank and I think I got some good mileage because all I've been doing is driving to studios and back with no traffic. I showered, then decided it would be a Bodog night.

I played in a 3-table sit-and-go and ended up in first place. I was patient and a little lucky since the guy I played heads-up took three players out in one hand on the final table. That moved me up to third at the very least. Then he took out the other guy and I was heads-up with him with a severe chip deficit. But a few double-ups got me even and I took it from there.